Seventh Psalm [Broadcast Mind]

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[He is your brother and he is the rightful King of France. It burns in your veins which each heartbeat. It makes your breath catch in your throat. The man you've loved for so long. The man who got a child on you. The man who you are going to marry because of that unborn child.

Were going to marry. Because now you've told him you can no longer

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It was...

No. It would never be Maximilien. He loves me.

The King of France. The...one who rules. I have been led to believe he orchestrated it all.

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I knew what His Majesty was capable of. I just never imagined...that he would hate it so. An unborn child and its father.

I would have never told Maximilien.

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Even murder his most loyal knight, it would seem.

Perhaps a revolution was the correct path.

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He was a good King. He had care for his people. He loved France.

[And that is why it is so surprising that all of this happened.]

Words that come too late, I'm certain. You must know about the pressures of a royal house.