Life as dauphine

Marie,

You were young and beautiful. Given the biggest responsibility any young woman could ever be held for. Sacrificing a whole lot of motherland fashion, family and friends..you abide by the very strict rules of the unfamiliar. Disguising your yearnings with extravagant lifestyle you chose, you were not happy with the man you were destined to be with. You refused to give in and walk away from what you've been blessed or was it cursed..? and after all you've done, sacrificed..you were killed by those you sacrified your whole life for. How unfair.

It's different between you and i, in this matter. I was hoping that my mother would say "Farewell, my dearest. Do so much good to the French people that they can say that I have sent them an angel." I would be more than glad to be taken far far away especially when that place is France. Why were you unhappy, marie?

Being the most beautiful woman in the country, you earned a certain respect. A respect that i, as a person as cynical as i am, think - only bestowed upon those who deserve it least.

You were expected to do so much in so little time. The man you thought you love couldnt satisfy your needs. He could not please you for it was not just for plain satisfaction. It was a promise to your new land. You both did not communicate unless it was in public where both of you were supposed to be role-models of the century.

I dont blame you, marie. I really do know how you feel. Really. Those time and fun you had with your secret lover cured the little time you were hurt with such plenty more to be mended. Your heart was the most loyal of hearts that have ever been stabbed. You stayed with the one you vowed to be with forever.

This whole life of yours is quite similar to mine. Except that my life was still going on even after those who i sacrificed for.......killed me.

Love,

ssx