～Marie Antionette～Part 4

If you haven't taken this quiz, i'm sorry but you will have too. Or else you will be totally lost. Please, please, please, you won't be disappointed!!!

We left of where you heard these women talking smack about you. They know about the 'marriage bed' thing (Embrassing if you ask me) which actually happened to Marie. Enjoy! (:

Created by: AlyAntionette

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Our "When Will I Die" Quiz?

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. Austrian bicth? And how did they know about last night? "Yes, i've heard," another voice responsed, "If she can't have sex with her husband, how will she give us a heir to the throne?" they both laugh. You want to cry so you leave the way you came. Everyone knew about last night, even the common people...
  2. You brust into your bedroom, tears welling in your eyes. How could they say that? It isn't like it was your fault that nothing happened last night. Louis is making your life impossible, you make up your mind. You've done everything. But now, your done. Your not trying anymore.
  3. You wait a few mintues before going to the dinning table. When you get there, Louis is already there. You sit down gracefully before you begin to eat. You don't say anything and there's only silence. Louis glances your way once but you ingore it.
  4. It's almost night as you walk in the gardens. Louis hasn't really changed and it doesn't surprise you. Up ahead you see Louis's brother. Curious, you walk up to him, "Isn't it a lovely evening?" you say. He looks surprised to see you, "I agree. A perfect evening."
  5. "What brings you out on such a prefect evening?" you ask. You both start to walk, "Staying inside all day isn't enteraining." he sighs. You want to say you agree but stay silent. "What are you doing tonight?" he asks causally, you frown, "Nothing, really." "Then perhaps you can join me for gambling tonight." Me:It's NOT a date
  6. You think, what do you have to lose? "Yes, i'd like that very much." "Louis wouldn't mind, i suppose." he says, questionly. You bite your lips, "I wouldn't say so." "Then it's settled!" he laughs, "Tonight."
  7. You look at yourself in the mirror before picking up your fan. Tonight is the night your free. "Servent," you call as you put on your earrings, "Please tell my husband--" you stop. Louis stopped sleeping in your room two nights ago. He now sleeps in his own room. So he wouldn't notice, much less care. "Nevermind." you say. Your marriage is so distant, but you've tried. Haven't you?
  8. You reach the door to the room. You take a deep breath as a servent opens the door for you. Inside is a lazy yellow lit room. Followed by chattering, laughter and the sounds of dice being shaken then thrown. Louis's brother is there, "My Princess, come in!" he greets you.
  9. "Dare to gamble and have wine?" he grins. You take a cup of wine, "Delighted." you sit down at the gambling table. Ready to win, something that hasn't happen since your arrival in France. Before you know it, your pileing stacks of money. Four cups of wine. Six. Eleven. Thirteen. "You know, i have a feeling i'm going to win..." you say stupidly drunk. You grin, "I bet one thousand." "One thousand?"
  10. "Yes, gentleman...and ladys...i bet a thousand." You say, stumbling with your words. Your in bliss, and it feels so good. The game begins. (I'm not going to bore you with the game, so, hours later...) "I win!! I win!!!" A noble shouts excitely. You frown, "Oh, no...i lost." you mumble dumbly. The man who won kisses your hand, "My fair princess, you owe me exactly two thousand." you smile, "Oh well, i'll win next time." "You'll be back?" "Yes," you say as you get up, "but for now, i need some sleep. What time is it?" "Four thirty-two in the morning, princess."
  11. "Yes, gentleman...and ladys...i bet a thousand." You say, stumbling with your words. Your in bliss, and it feels so good. The game begins. (I'm not going to bore you with the game, so, hours later...) "I win!! I win!!!" A noble shouts excitely. You frown, "Oh, no...i lost." you mumble dumbly. The man who won kisses your hand, "My fair princess, you owe me exactly two thousand." you smile, "Oh well, i'll win next time." "You'll be back?" "Yes," you say as you get up, "but for now, i need some sleep. What time is it?" "Four thirty-two in the morning, princess."
  12. Tried, totally drunk, you stumble into your bedroom and fall asleep without changing into your nightgown. The sunshine shines brightly as you wake up. You have a huge headache, and your dizzy. "Oh, my head," you complain just as Louis's sister, Elisabeth, walks in. She frowns as she sees you, "Oh my, your hair." her voice is loud, as if it were right next to your ear. Confused, you touch your hair. You reliaze it's a mess, "Oh, prefect. Will you please help me, Princess Elisabeth?" you sigh, she nods, begining with your hair.
  13. Breakfast with Louis is the same. He doesn't seem to notice the bags under your eyes. In the middle of breakfast, a man comes with importance and says something to Louis. Louis excuses himself before leaving. You can't help frowning as he leaves. Without bothering to tell you. You finish breakfast, deciding you will ask him what it was when he got back.
  14. Your nervous as you knock on the door of Louis's room. He answers it, and you think you see his face darken as he sees you. "Good morning, may i come in?" you say polietly, he nods. He shuts the door, you turn to face him, "Is something wrong that i need to know about?" you ask. His face goes surprised, "What?" "This morning, the gentleman, he had something very urgent, i suppose." "I am not to say nothing related with this matter." he says, looking away. "But i have the right to know," you argue. "No, you have no right." he says, rather firm. You gasp, "I see why not!" Ready to explode, you rush out of the room. How dare he say that?!
  15. You brust angerliy into your room, "How dare he?" you nearly shout in disbeilef. Why wouldn't he share the news, perhaps you could help! Suddenly, it hits you. It wasn't you...it was where you came from. Louis was brought up to distrust, hate Austrians all his life. He was French, you were Austrian...he didn't trust you. It's like a punch in the face. You brust out crying, your own husband didn't trust you. If he didn't trust you, all of France didn't. You drop to the floor and bury your face in your hands.
  16. Please comment if you want part 5. (: thank you and i hope you enjoyed this depressing part 4.

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