It had been a long and tedious journey from Vienna. Her body was weary from lack of sleep and the bouncing carriage. But today the worst would be over; she was meeting her husband at the Chateau de Compiegne. She had never met him, but she had seen a portrait when she married him by proxy two years earlier. He looked attractive enough.
The entourage came to a halt and her footman helped her descend from the royal carriage. Was that him, that insipid-looking boy? Well, it was too late now. Marie was committed until the guillotine would part them.
The entourage came to a halt and her footman helped her descend from the royal carriage. Was that him, that insipid-looking boy? Well, it was too late now. Marie was committed until the guillotine would part them.
