I Am Louis XIV

Chapter 23 The Little Witch's Fantasy

Mary quickly ran behind the holly hedge, her little heart was beating non-stop, and she didn't even notice that she had lost the small bag containing the spell-casting materials. She ran back to her room in one breath and drove away She threw herself on the bed and panted violently, her head was dizzy, her cheeks were numb, the world in front of her eyes was spinning, and she didn't know what was going on... But His Majesty, she meant, Louis , (Dear) Louie's voice kept lingering in her ears.

He said he would not marry Princess Henrietta as his wife.

Marie Mancini was still a child before coming to Paris. Although she was only two or three years younger than Louis, because she was born a wizard, she spent far more time in the inner world than in the outer world. The etiquette of the world is obviously not as strict as that of the world, so when she came to Paris, especially after she was able to serve the queen mother, she encountered many ridicules and frames full of jealousy. Although she retaliated one by one, she still felt that she She is out of tune with this world, especially since Mr. Bishop told her that it is best not to use the power that belongs to the inner world too frequently.

But she is a witch.

If her father and uncle hadn't repeatedly and sternly warned, maybe Mary would have managed to return to the inner world, which was her world—in the palace, although the existence of wizards was almost an open secret, she The rules must still be strictly followed—if a member of the royal family dares to openly raise wizards or dark creatures, he will be excommunicated by the church, and even interrogated by the Inquisition.

And her family didn't want her to exist in the court just as a witch. What they hoped for was not her understanding and mastery of magic, but her appearance and voice, but... this is for Mary. It was a shame, and she was unwilling to give up her identity as a witch. She hoped that her husband would believe her, understand her, support her, and even understand the beauty of magic.

The problem is, even as a child, she knows it's almost impossible. In the inner world, it is not that there are no wizards or witches who accidentally leaked their identities because they fell in love with mortals in the outer world. So even if it comes from a girl's longing, this image is vague, elusive and imaginable.

Until she and His Majesty stood shoulder to shoulder against the hordes of werewolves that terrible night.

He knew she was a witch the first time they met.

Mary was worried that His Majesty the King would be like the mortals described by the wizards, just because they saw them cast spells and fell into fear, and then went crazy. Obviously, no, His Majesty the King accepted her existence, and he was not afraid of her , and will not flatter her, his attitude... can only be described as this, it is like facing a musician, a priest, a scholar, and the spell that makes mortals change their faces is just a skill—— —Skills like cooking flowers or baking bread, he accepted her calmly, and magic, when she talked about the things in the other world with great interest, he would not flinch or get angry, Instead, listen attentively with a sincere and enthusiastic attitude.

——I don't know when, that vague image became vivid, as if it would appear in front of her eyes at any time.

To this day, when she heard that sentence outside the door, Louis suddenly overlapped with that image.

Realizing this, Mary was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She even unintentionally broke the lanyard of the small bag. When she found that Louis was walking towards her, she turned and ran away without hesitation. She couldn't face it. He, at least not today, maybe not in the next few days.

But just when she was at a loss, Louis came.

The king can refuse other people's audience, but in the Richelieu house, no one can refuse the king's visit. Mary went to the king with a blushing face, and Louis thought she had drunk too much, "This is you bag," he returned it to Marie with the bag: "be careful, Miss Mancini," he said kindly, "Paris is full of Inquisitions now, and there may be some people with ulterior motives." Do things that shouldn't be done."

Mary thanked the king from the bottom of her heart. She also knew that she had made a mistake, but she still respectfully saluted the king and thanked her.

This surprised Louis a little. Miss Mancini may be the most presumptuous person around him. She doesn't think of him as a king. It is also for this reason that among the numerous ladies, Marie Mancini is the one who impressed him the most. Louis was never angry at her disrespect, after all, she vividly made him It seemed that it was still in the past, maybe it was because of this that he was willing to get along with her often.

Louis waited patiently for a while. Mary looked a little dazed, which made the king a little worried. He stretched out his hand and stroked Mary's forehead. His cold fingers instantly woke Mary up. She knew she should kneel down and salute. Your Majesty, but she was unwilling to see him before, and now she is unwilling to let him go.

"What's the matter, Marie?" Louis asked, "Don't worry, I picked up this bag, and no one else has seen it, so put it away, and there will be no next time."

"Yes..." said Mary, her eyes downcast, barely daring to meet Louie's eyes, "I'll be careful."

"Then I'm going back," said the king, "tomorrow we may go to the market place together."

He was about to turn and walk away when he was pulled backwards.

Mary tugged at his shoulder straps.

"What are you going to do, Mary," said the king angrily, "you are being rude."

He was about to blame Mary, but the little girl raised her head, those bright eyes could even calm the angry lion, "Okay," she said softly, "Your Majesty, yes, I Willing to go anywhere with you."

Louis raised his hand helplessly and stroked her curly hair.

"Then you should rest well," he said, "and don't worry any more."

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In fact, going to the market was one of Louis' ideas. He wanted to know more about Paris and its people. Now, because of the black-clothed judges and ascetics of the Inquisition appearing on the streets of Paris from time to time, the security of Paris is very important. Much better than before, the bazaar reopened three months ago. In this age without much entertainment, the lively bazaar not only attracts commoners and businessmen, but also noble and important ministers cannot resist such a temptation. Queen Mother Anne I also mentioned that I should go to the market, and the Duchess of Montpensier, who has been complaining that she doesn't want to stay at the Richelieu house all the time.

The king wrote the short note and asked Bontang to pass it on to the Queen Mother Anne, his brother Philip, his aunt Queen Mary and her daughter Princess Henrietta, and the Duchess of Montpensier, inviting them to go to the market tomorrow and reply Soon came, except the Duchess of Montpensier--she said she was sick and ill, and could hardly walk, and could only accept the king's kindness.

Louis didn't take this seriously, but Philip himself came to thank him. Of course, he shared a bed with the king as a matter of course. Before going to bed, he gave the king an endorsed money order worth fifteen thousand A thousand louis d'or.

"What is this?" asked the king.

"Mother's ten thousand louis d'or, and mine five thousand louis d'or," said Philippe. "Here you are, Sire, and although we do not understand why you insist on it, you can tell us all you want to do." .”

"I didn't ask you to pay for it," Louis said.

"But we are much richer than you." Philip said bluntly: "Louis, this is not for the king, but for the son and brother."

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