I listen to what you need?
Sir, the last time miss Arabella was continually sad, thinking that his Majesty had changed her. Then they met in the garden. After hearing the speech of the poor ladies, the king asked her to come to him tonight, but then came the footman, and said that the sire changed his mind and does not want to see their favorite. This really angered my lady. She rushed off, most likely in the chambers of the Lord. I tried to stop her, but she wouldnt listen. For a long time it was not. I got worried and went looking. Mademoiselle was sitting on the floor in the gallery in tears and blood What happened to her? Did the king still struck Arabella is such a horrible, vile attack? Yes how dare he play the feelings of an innocent girl? Jesse spoke, not watching their threat, treacherous words. The maid had no right to even have a bad word to say about his sovereign, and if these speeches were heard by someone else, then it would be a stupid head flew to the scaffold steps.
The Advisor listened carefully to his companion, but when he had finished, the man threw her to the wall, clutching her throat, through clenched teeth: who are You, woman, to condemn the decision of the Emperor himself?! You cant even think, dishonorable slave!
The frightened maid was trembling. Her eyes filled with tears of fear. Hand the lady clutched her throat with such force that it was hard to breathe: Im not guilty, " the voice of a servant shuddered.
Suddenly, Jessie and the nobleman fell silent. They looked at each other with a strange passion. The maid touched ALGID fingers of the palm, Mocenigo. A friend of the king bent over the girl and their lips connected in a searing kiss. Jesse closed his eyes. Now it seemed to her that the stars are falling from the skies, and nice cool wind wraps around the whole body. The young woman felt his breath, his hot lips and eyes. But its a love daze lasted only a moment. The maid freed from the sudden embrace, she ran down the hall to his room. Closing the latch on the door, an Englishwoman, breathing heavily, walked over to the mirror. Now she looked worried and scared. Always pale cheeks flamed red color, the eyes glowed with playful lights. Jesse didnt understand what was happening to her: his heart heaved, his forehead a cold sweat. Why Mr. Mocenigo kissed her? He then felt a slight tug, or a true feeling? The maid admired the chief counselor to the French court for a long time, but now she felt something else love. But like her usual maid of lower birth could rely on the attention of the most influential schemer Paris?
A dream girl heard a quiet moaning. Getting up from the bed, Jesse came out of his room and walked over to the bed mistress. Arabella, squirming in bed, moaned softly. Leaning over the lady, the maid whispered, trying to reassure her: «Hush, my lady, calm down. Its all good.
But the young woman continued to mumble slurred speech. From her lips escaped the words: Louis darling dont leave me, Madame screeched awake. Panting, she looked around: Whats wrong with me? Where am I?
All right. You had a nightmare.
Arabella leaned back on the silk pillows. Bring me some water.
The maid, by submitting a glass, sat down beside me. After a few SIPS, young mistress, he set his Cup on the crystal table.
The sight of the girl stiffened, and his face became deadly pale.
Mademoiselle, You are bad. Ill call the doctor, "hastily decided English.
The daughter of the Duke, seizing the maid by the hand, replied sternly: «No, it is not necessary to call the doctor. I just had a horrible dream, "Arabella, never saying a word, got out of bed and headed for the door.
Where are You, lady? frightened maid.
I will go out in the garden.
But now the night puzzled said Jesse.
So what? Arabella, opening the door wide open, went down the stairs. Walking through the passages of the Palace, she went to the garden, separated by glass door. Opening the shutters, she went out to the patio ladies of the manor.
On the street «there was» a deep, impenetrable night. A huge moon, like a white, sparkling ball, filled his moon face of the sky. In the garden was not dark, even despite the fact that there were no burning torches or oil lamps. Yellowed leaves circling in a whirlwind of ruthless, icy wind. Early autumn seemed not beautiful, but harsh and cold.
Arabella motioned Jesse standing in the doorway, to leave.
But, Madam, You freeze.
To immediately leave me alone! Get out of here! shouted a young woman.
Bowing, the maid rushed out.
The daughter of the Duke, falling on the marble bench, summed up his eyes to heaven. Bright star, like a fiery arrow, and disappeared over the horizon. At this time, from the lips of Arabella blurted out the words: I will not rest until revenge on those who made me suffer
Early in the morning when everything is still asleep, a ladys maid was quietly embroidering in the alcove of the window. Suddenly appeared in the doorway personal maid Advisor: Jessie Higgins, wishes to see You, his grace Mr. Mocenigo, notified it.
The maid, turning pale, went to the girl, "Me? What you need sir is the counselor?
I do not know. But You have to come to him immediately.
I cant leave Mademoiselle de Frase itself. Fitness and went to the port to the dying father, "protested the maid.
Dont worry. Until Your return Ill stay with mistress. Yes and she is asleep.
Nodding, the English lady took from a chest made of ivory, a veil and covered her hair. According to the laws of decency, woman, before meeting a man for the position above it, was hiding her hair under a cloak. Only a married lady, aged more than forty years, could not cover the head.
French yard was huge and consisted of several castles. In one of these palaces lived the ladies of the court, concubines, ladies-in-waiting and maids. Of course, the Queen was his estate, separated by corridors. In another castle was located advisers, ambassadors and all the men of the Royal court. And the possession of the king were everywhere. He also had his Palace, but most often was in the mens yard. To get there, needed to pass all the estate.
Every step Jesse was constrained and the cowardly. Her movements were present timidity. Inside, everything was burning. This feeling seemed like a lovely girl, but nasty. Pulses were beating in his heart escaped from the breast, the whole body trembling like a leaf in the wind. The maid was now in a daze unusual, even though he knew that her lover, Mocenigo can punish. But even a death sentence from the lips of the noble English woman seemed sweet and unforgettable. A whirlwind of feelings prevailed mind and confidence. Anyway, the maid couldnt forget the passionate kiss, beautiful, love. Jesse suddenly caught myself thinking that Id give everything for one such touch.
Deeply immersed in their dreams, the maid did not notice how came to the study adviser. Now she had to knock and with a bow to enter the chambers of the Lord. But the place of this young girl, yielding to love the Vice, it went into a niche of the wall, and without knocking came in front of the Signor. He looked at the strange newcomer. But in his simple view was no surprise, no love, no anger, only indifference.
Jesse a little rough voice, Mocenigo brought the maid from the meditation.
Your Excellency, Im sorry, I was thinking, bowed in reverence the young maid.
«Hello, Jesse,» the Italian said in a calm tone, as if between them nothing happened last night.
Sir, You wished to see me.
The nobleman stood up from the table, made from mahogany, and walked over to the maid: «Young lady, I would like to talk to You on a very important subject, the face of the EA was so close to Jesse that the young woman closed her eyes, imagining how Mocenigo, takes her in his arms. Now she wanted again to feel that great feeling.
Jessie, moonlight, do not dream of what will never be.
A shiver ran over the body of an English woman. She shyly lifted up his gray eyes. What are You?
Do not pretend you do not understand what Im talking about, girl. That kiss didnt mean anything. It was only a gust. But You made a very big mistake. And for each mistake you need to be able to pay. And for your Youll pay too.
What should I do? Youll kill me? not even fear, but a surprise has struck the heart of Jesse.
Signor, smiling, took the maid by the hand and led him to the window. His touch was not gentle, but the ladys maid dreamed that this moment lasted an eternity.
See? «asked the gentleman, pointing to the Bank of the river Seine.
Jesse cried. Ugly sight appeared before her eyes
The sight of a maid was chained to the coast, where two strong men dressed in the garb of cops, dragged over the rocks woman. From the mouth of the unfortunate tried to escape the terrible screaming. The poor thing was down to the river and put him on his knees. As if she had not escaped, two strangers threw her on the neck with silk cord and tightened it up. After a few minutes the woman was already dead. Her lifeless body was put in a bag and thrown into the cold waters of the Seine.
From the mouth of a ladys maid once again cry, but this time hes muffled and quiet. From what I have seen of nightmare from an English girl felt dizzy, dark eyes. As she staggered, she raised her gaze to the nobleman: why kill her?
This girl was a highly respected special, the daughter of a Norman nobleman. The last years she lived at court, and was engaged with the count Bekinski. Once in the hallway the maid saw her in the arms of the Viscount of Anjou, my best friend. That is what the poor thing was executed, strangled and drowned in the water.
What happened with the Viscount?
He was sent into exile in Milan. From now on, there he is in the estate of Risoy.
Why did You call me? the tears gushed from his eyes, Jesse.
I wanted You to look like ladies punish the guilty.
The young womans lips twisted in a sarcastic smile: And You kill me so naturally, like just did that the heartless gendarmes?
It was not me, and the king. And on Your m the shame will be known all over France. I will be nothing. I am the chief Advisor of our master, I man, Youre just a pathetic woman, "Mr. ran her hand across the cheek of the maid.
Mocenigo, spoke these words threateningly and viciously. From his words, gaze and touch, she felt fear. With downcast eyes, she depressed voice said: What do You want from me?
Jesse, my moonlight, you know youre about to get a penalty, maybe a link, or marriage. Are you ready for it?
Ill do anything you want. Just please, dont tell anyone about this shame whatever it was, the British feared for his life.
«Thats better, a nobleman squeezed the wrist Jesse with such force that she cried. «Now listen to me carefully, girl. Miss Arabella trusts you fully. You know all its mysteries and secrets. Now youre going to follow her every move and report to me.
Jesse froze. In her eyes there were tears shining: what do You take me: a traitor or a spy? Ill never spy on his mistress!
Jesse, if you forgot, Im not only a loyal friend, my lady, but also a subject of our king. Now shes in a terrible condition and I fear that in anger she might commit some mistake. I want to know about every act, to prevent trouble. If you disagree, then you expect a penalty.
The young woman meekly nodded, trying to smile in agreement. But inside raged a storm. Grey eyes were blank and bottomless.
Your smile is a sign of consent?
Jesse closed his eyes, trying to hold back tears: I do not have the right to oppose Your instructions, my Lord.
Signor, leaning close to the girl, he ran his fingers over her cheek. But be careful. At every step You can trap the trap.
I understood everything. Dont worry. I I will be loyal to You until the end of his days. Do not doubt my loyalty to You, sir.
Hearing desirable, the Advisor nodded at the door, ordering the maid to leave the bedchamber. Quickly bowing, Jesse hurried off. In the eyes of she «stood» tears, heart unpleasantly pricked. The maid had a feeling like she needs to betray the whole world. Now she was between two fires. All the way the ladys maid, with downcast eyes, pressed her hands to his chest
Chapter 7
Entering the room, the Englishwoman saw Arabella. A young woman sat at a glass table and combing her brown hair and her face froze.
Fear gripped Jesse. The maid bowed in reverence, trying to hide his excitement. Mistress walked over to the lady and examined her from head to toe. From her gaze on the back of the pallet just got a chill.
Where have you been? the voice of the rejected mistress sounded like thunder from a clear sky.
Mademoiselle I
Immediately answer my questions! cried Mademoiselle de Frase.
«Madam I in the garden was walking, "said Jesse, lowering his eyes shamefully.
Dont lie to me, girl! I see what youre up to bad things! Speak! I listen to your excuses!
Madam, what are You? You doubt my loyalty?
I have enough evidence, "said Arabella.
Mademoiselle, if You do not believe in my devotion, then listen up: I was called Mr. Mocenigo.
And what did he want?
Told you I followed You. And all reported to him. I had no other choice and I agreed. But know this, Im true to only You.
With a heavy sigh, Arabella walked over to the table and laid a Golden comb, and said: Youre very smart, Jesse. But be attentive and extremely careful. Our enemies have already begun to act. Its time for us to defend.
What kind of enemies You say, my lady?
Maybe Anne of Austria already learned that in the Palace of her bridegroom lives a certain mistress at the time who had power over him. Of course, my powerful rival has already started to take action. And her first step was shadowing me through Mocenigo. And he, as you know, is too cowardly to rebel or to disobey the Infanta of Habsburg. Now one thing is clear, sir betrayed me and sided with the Spanish flu.
I dont think so, my lady. As You said, his grace is too fearful. He did not dare to organize a conspiracy against You. Because he knows and feels Your strength and superiority. I think it is better not to quarrel with him. Dont forget that Mocenigo is the best friend of his Majesty and the chief adviser to the high post. Gentleman knows all the Affairs of state. Besides, he recently held talks with the ambassadors of the Spanish king Philip III. Please note the fact that Annas father is Portuguese and the Lord. Have you ever thought of becoming the ruler of the French lands? Theoretically, You have that right. After all, Your late father, the Duke de Frase Renski was Lord Marcel, Leon and Bern. You, as his legitimate daughter, could control those cities, to establish County and to become master of those estates.