Sixty One

1915 Words

France, Paris. The royal castle. Renee came down from the carriage. Jumped down rather. The coach man who had been waiting for her, jumped in fright. “Your majesty.” He bowed down. She smiled at him. “Hello Lou.” He rose up delighted. “You remember my name princess Renee.” She laughed. “Of course I do.” “Welcome back home your majesty.” He said immediately recollecting his manners and bowing down to her again. “You have missed dearly.” She put her hand on her waist. “I doubt everyone is going to feel that way. Do you not think the same, Oui?” He kept his head bowed. “Why not your majesty?” She sighed. “Forget I asked that. Where is my family?” “They are all within.” He answered her, his head still bent. “Lou that position must be awful for you. Do rise up, please.” She begged h

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