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My belief that I could convince my husband to convert proved to be a naïve one. Condé remained as intransigent as ever, mocking my conversion as a ruse to stay at court. “How am I to aid the King of Navarre in leading our people if you have gone over to Papistry under my very nose? What kind of resolve does that show, wife? What kind of faithfulness? You spend a few months at court and your head can be turned by fripperies and baubles?”
My face hot, I shot to my feet. “As always, I offer you an opportunity to Save your life. It is no fault of mine if you are too pigheaded to see the truth. The King has kept his resolve for so long; I'm sure that he will be willing to keep you here.” Both he and Navarre were still being held under close watch a month after they were given the choice
