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[havesomecake]

As soon as she enters, it is quite clear she is a queen. There's an air of royalty about her, despite the fact that she is rubbing her neck rather awkwardly. But still she enters, in all her glory, and glances around with a slight smile on her face.

Well then. This is a sight better than the last thing I remember seeing. Scaffolds are dreadful

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[angede_la_mort]

*just. Glares.* Citoyenne Capet.

[havesomecake]

*glares back-- it's an art she perfected long ago* Monsieur. You ought to know better than to address the queen as anything other than "Your Majesty." You wouldn't like to lose your head, now would you? *so amused by her own joke*

[angede_la_mort]

*have we mentioned he's practically seething?* 'Your Majesty?' I refuse to, citoyenne. No man is greater than another. *and as for the comment about heads, will just Glare some more*

[havesomecake]

Ah, but you aren't speaking to a man. You are speaking to a lady. A queen. Monsieur. *oooh, it's a glaring contest! >:(*

[abaslabastille]

...Oh, good Lord. *Louis-Antoine is looking like better and better company, we think*

[havesomecake]

Another of you? Oh, God save the queen. *then, chuckles a bit* Too late for that, I suppose.

[abaslabastille]

*eyebrowraise* Congratulations, you've dethroned Antoine.

[havesomecake]

I try, monsieur. You must forgive me, but it is just so wonderful to be able to speak again. It is very difficult to do that, you see, being bereft of a head.

[towering_lion]

*eyebrow raise* As if Robespierre wasn't irritating enough--!

[abaslabastille]

Perhaps we could send them off to the hairdresser's together.

[towering_lion]

Possibly. Or we could watch the catfight between her and the princess.

[havesomecake]

Your kind words touch me, monsieur. Truly.

[prudent_silence]

*but that Queen died almost a hundred years ago!* I do hope you are an actress, Madame.

[havesomecake]

Not by profession, madame, though it is occasionally necessary when one is a queen.

[prudent_silence]

And what is your name then, may I ask?

[havesomecake]

Her Royal Majesty Marie Antoinette, Queen of France. Do you not know?

[pennyforapee]

*tugs at her arm* Penny for a pee, miss?

[havesomecake]

... What, now?

[pennyforapee]

Can you spare a penny, miss? Or a nickel? Or a franc?

[havesomecake]

I'm the Queen. Of course I can. *hands her a franc and pats her head, muttering* Who says I don't care about the less fortunate?