Chapter 5: The Two Henriettes
Philippe later fell asleep on his bed, which was fortunately large enough for a ten-year-old and an eight-year-old to fit neatly, and Louis awoke at night, and at dinner time, as Philip said, Queen Henriette Marie of England had come to Versailles with her daughter of the same name, to join them. Henriette was the sister of Louis XIII and an unfortunate woman, when she first married to England, the Duke of Buckingham, a close friend of King Charles I of England, did not like her, and the king dismissed many of her French retinues, for several years, Henriette was isolated in the court of the British, until the Duke of Buckingham died, she had the opportunity to get close to the weak king, and became his new spiritual sustenance, thus interfering in the internal affairs of England, Charles I later obeyed her, and even lamented why she was not a man, otherwise she could have become his most trusted ministerγ
In addition to meddling in government affairs, this Henriette also has something that makes the British angry, that is, she is still an old sect, and most of the British believe in Protestantism, in terms of faith, they can be said to be incompatible, Protestant people deliberately call her "Queen Mary", which is not a good name, because the former Queen Mary of England is an old sect believer, in order to subvert her father's Protestantism, she has killed countless English.
But to distinguish her from her daughter, let's call her Queen Mary.
In order to oppose Queen Mary and pursue the greater good, the English and Scots were in rebellion and civil war, and Charles I had to rely on Queen Mary's diplomacy to raise food and money to secure his position - in this case, Queen Mary gave birth to her and Charles I's last child, Princess Henriette, in a small harbor.
As soon as the child landed, the rebels followed, Queen Mary had to flee, returned to France, and lived temporarily in Saint-Germain, Princess Henriette did not return to her mother until she was two years old - Queen Mary originally wanted to get help from her brother Louis XIII, who knew that she died before she arrived in France, and then France was not very peaceful, and the princes and ministers had their own thoughts, so she had to hold her little daughter for the time being, and kill time with female popularity and reading.
Her heart was undoubtedly anxious, especially since she had not received any more letters from Charles I in recent months. She suspects that Charles I has been captured and even killed, and she asks a witch beside her to do divination, but what she sees in the water and fire is almost always a bad omen.
Worry and anguish nearly destroyed the woman, and although she was unusually dignified at dinner, according to court conventions and etiquette, as well as her status, her face was shrouded in a gray mist, and her eyes were dull.
Princess Henriette was four years old, with dark black hair, brown eyes, and fair skin, and when she saluted the king and wanted to sit in a chair on the king's left, Philippe, Duke of Anjou, pushed her off the chair and fell to the ground, crying uncontrollably.
Louis could only sigh.
"It's not her place. "She's not qualified to sit here." β
"Ceremonial is true," said Queen Mother Anne, although she did not like Queen Mary, and her sister-in-law and her daughter had to reconcile one or the other: "But as a relative, you should be more amiable." β
Philippe let out a contemptuous screech, and the Queen Mother said no more, like Louis, she was full of guilt for this young son, but she could not watch their brothers fight, Louis XIII's feud with the Duke of Gaston had terrified her for more than ten years, and she would be heartbroken if her sons did the same. In addition, she heard that Queen Mary was interested in marrying Princess Henriette to Louis, although the status was suitable, Queen Mother Anne did not feel that Henriette was the best candidate, and her sister-in-law's behavior made her feel coerced.
Queen Mary trembled with anger, but she had to be patient, although France could not give her husband Charles I much help in the English civil war, but she still had her son Charlie Jr., and if things really got to the worst, they would need the protection of Queen Mother Anne.
Princess Henriette's weeping had stopped, and though she was still very young, she had already discovered that sometimes tears were worthless.
Dinner ended hastily in this oppressive atmosphere.
After that, Louis did not look at the expectant eyes of his aunt Queen Mary, he politely declined Philippe's company, and walked around the small building alone for a long time, and in the courtyard of the kitchen, he saw a somewhat familiar figure.
"Why are you here?" asked Louis, "a bishop's niece is not suitable for the kitchen. β
"Is a king suitable?" said Marie Mancini, retorting.
"So what are you doing here?"
"I'm feeding the rabbits. β
Louis looked down and saw that there were indeed clumps of rabbits at Marie's feet, very fat, with ropes tied to their feet and wriggling lips.
Where Mary squatted, there was no manners to speak of, and the grass she fed the rabbits did not come from, but came out of her own way, and Louis watched them grow from a handful of small grass seeds to tender grass in an instant.
"These rabbits are for food. Louis said, "Our dinner." β
Mary broke the grass and beat him.
"It is a felony to assassinate the king," Louis threw them into the rabbit's mouth: "disembowelment, disembowelment, and dismemberment." β
"Hey!" said Mary, "I saved you before!"
"I have rewarded you. Louie pointed pointedly.
Mary turned her face away.
"Why are you upset?" asked the young king gently, "perhaps I could order them not to eat rabbits except rabbits, but the stewed rabbit meat is delicious." β
"It's not a rabbit problem. Mary said, "It is I...... My question. β
"Tell me about it. Louie said.
"My father, and my uncle," said Mary, "they are coming...... Reprimanded me harshly......" she grumbled angrily, "They said I shouldn't have revealed my identity...... Yes, they say, they didn't send me to the palace to be a witch...... They want me to be a noble lady, you know, a minister, or even a duke. β
Louis was slightly taken aback, he knew that there were many noble daughters or female relatives who would want to serve the queen mother, queen or princess in order to build a glorious bridge to their marriage, but Mary had only ...... At the age of six, or at the age of seven, they couldn't wait? But if they were really of noble character, how could they marry Bishop Mazarin's brother at such a delicate moment? At a time when Bishop Mazarin was worthy of being used by Bishop Richelieu? The most repromising thing about Bishop Mazarin was that he came from a humble background.
"When did they come?"
"Yesterday night. β
"I didn't hear anything. β
"They are wizards, Your Majesty. β
"I am the king. β
"Wizards are not under the control of the king. At this point, Mary grimaced, "The wizard only obeys Merlin's will, if Merlin does have any will, of course." β
She ran away after saying that, completely ignoring Louie's solemn expression.