Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter IV "The First Meeting"

The next day Comtesse Jeanne Adelaide just woke up from her rest after the Lunch , Jean was already prepared with her "Medicine". That strange brew had a strong smell after spiced Rum, but Grandmere swore on its healthy effect. "I have allowed myself to pray for you Madame, while you were resting...." said the little Moor with a big smile.

"What a precious little Angel you are...." answered the Comtesse and reached out for the little tray with Petitfours to reward her little servant.

"Oh my Medicine,very good!.........You are right Jean..." said the Comtesse thoughtfull"...today we will need all our faith. That person from court......what was his name again?.... will be here within an hour...""Belgrave,....Madame......His name is Belgrave" She caressed his cheek, while Jean was eating his Petitfour. After a short while the Comtesse rose and went down the stairs , crossed the hall into the Garden. "Be careful...the Sun, Madame!"shouted the little Moor, grabbed a parasol and went after his Mistress.

The air was filled with the sweet fargrance of the roses when the two reached the garden Terrace "What a beautiful day, Madame.....we should thank our dear Lord afterwards!" "How thoughtful my little Darling!" Grandmere stopped and opened her little golden candy box "OH, merci Madame", Jean gleamed.

"I do hope the day stays that beautiful....." said the Comtesse as she spotted her Granddaughter with the young gentleman. Monsieur de Belgrave and Duchesse Alessandra were chatting on the terrace and seemed to await the Comtesse and the little servant.

Grandmere immediately perceived the strong perfume of the Monsieur. Even Jean noticed it "A bit too much..." he whispered and gave the Comtesse a lace handkerchief. The comtesse held it to her mouth and nose " I recognize the Odor from the abyss....my dear....you can trust me" she anwered quietly.

"Ahhhh...There you are!" said Alessandra as she saw her Grandmother and Jean. The Comtesse entered the terrace a bit hesitantly.

"May I introduce...." Alessandra smiled brightly.

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter IV "The First Meeting"

The next day Comtesse Jeanne Adelaide just woke up from her rest after the Lunch , Jean was already prepared with her "Medicine". That strange brew had a strong smell after spiced Rum, but Grandmere swore on its healthy effect. "I have allowed myself to pray for you Madame, while you were resting...." said the little Moor with a big smile.

"What a precious little Angel you are...." answered the Comtesse and reached out for the little tray with Petitfours to reward her little servant.

"Oh my Medicine,very good!.........You are right Jean..." said the Comtesse thoughtfull"...today we will need all our faith. That person from court......what was his name again?.... will be here within an hour...""Belgrave,....Madame......His name is Belgrave" She caressed his cheek, while Jean was eating his Petitfour. After a short while the Comtesse rose and went down the stairs , crossed the hall into the Garden. "Be careful...the Sun, Madame!"shouted the little Moor, grabbed a parasol and went after his Mistress.

The air was filled with the sweet fargrance of the roses when the two reached the garden Terrace "What a beautiful day, Madame.....we should thank our dear Lord afterwards!" "How thoughtful my little Darling!" Grandmere stopped and opened her little golden candy box "OH, merci Madame", Jean gleamed.

"I do hope the day stays that beautiful....." said the Comtesse as she spotted her Granddaughter with the young gentleman. Monsieur de Belgrave and Duchesse Alessandra were chatting on the terrace and seemed to await the Comtesse and the little servant.

Grandmere immediately perceived the strong perfume of the Monsieur. Even Jean noticed it "A bit too much..." he whispered and gave the Comtesse a lace handkerchief. The comtesse held it to her mouth and nose " I recognize the Odor from the abyss....my dear....you can trust me" she anwered quietly.

"Ahhhh...There you are!" said Alessandra as she saw her Grandmother and Jean. The Comtesse entered the terrace a bit hesitantly.

"May I introduce...." Alessandra smiled brightly.

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter III "Firm The Faith"

Alice came crying into the Salon, curtsied in front of the young Duchesse an began to speak "I am terribly sorry your grace, but what shall I do.....?" "What has happened Alice?" asked the Duchesse a bit worried. "This little rascal has opened my Apron bow four times...." she moaned"... and Mme la Grandmere always rebukes me about my sloppy look!"" Do not worry Alice..." the Duchesse smiled" I already noticed that on the stairs one time....I will talk to Mme la Comtesse....my Grandmother should not tolerate such behaviour..."

A few minutes later Grandmere and Jean came down the stairs. Alessandra awaited them already downstairs "Chere Grandmere.....could I talk to you for a moment ?....I will not tolerate the behaviour of your little servant Jean....I do not want him to play pranks with my chambermaid Alice!" She looked strict at Jean and said " You do know what I am talking about Jean.....the apron bow, don 't you ?"

"My dear Child,that is absolutely incredible..." indignanted Mme la Grandmere" ...MY little precious would never play pranks...Would you Jean ?""Oh Mme la Comtesse...I do hope you do not believe such a thing!" with wide opened and innocent eyes he looked at Grandmere.She helped him to sit on a little table and petted his head. "Certainly I do not believe such a thing, my little angel!" said the Grandmother , opened a little golden box and stuck some candy in the little Moors mouth."Merci bien , Madame la Comtesse, I will pray for you. I thank our dear Lord that he showed me the mercy for bringing me to you!" "Awe...There you see Alessandra, that little angel could not lie!"

The young Duchesse smiled wryly....it had no use to talk with Grandmere about that. The little boy seemed to have wraped her grandmother around a finger. It was obvious...allone the precious clothing she dressed him with....She always knew her Grandmother as a bit stingy.

"May I go a bit in the garden , Mme la Comtesse?" "Oh mon Dieu! You will get dirty my precious! We will have a look later ...." "As you wish dear Mme...."answered the little Moor with a big smile. Duchesse Alessandra rolled her eyes.

"But Alessandra...it occured to me that I am in a impious Household!" determined the Grandmother "I do hope that also your servants will follow us to the praying hour!" Little Jean noded. "I would love to join you for praying...aswell as Alice....but I have to talk to you in another serious matter.....I have met a very fine Gentleman.... He is also introduced at court!"

"hmmmm Is it so?" Mme la Grandmere raised an eyebrow " My little Granddaughter gets wise?....The Marriage is a sacred state for a man and woman ..... What Court is he introduced to?"

"At the court of Versailles...."

"Oh mon Dieu!..." gasps the grandmother " Versailles.....the anteroom of Hell....The snakepit !!"Jean made the sign of the cross.

"I have already invited him Grandmere.....he will be here tomorrow...I think you will like him !" said the young Duchesse with a firm voice.

"We will see...ma chere.....we will see!" Jean noded "Indeed , Mme la Comtesse....indeed"

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter III "Firm The Faith"

Alice came crying into the Salon, curtsied in front of the young Duchesse an began to speak "I am terribly sorry your grace, but what shall I do.....?" "What has happened Alice?" asked the Duchesse a bit worried. "This little rascal has opened my Apron bow four times...." she moaned"... and Mme la Grandmere always rebukes me about my sloppy look!"" Do not worry Alice..." the Duchesse smiled" I already noticed that on the stairs one time....I will talk to Mme la Comtesse....my Grandmother should not tolerate such behaviour..."

A few minutes later Grandmere and Jean came down the stairs. Alessandra awaited them already downstairs "Chere Grandmere.....could I talk to you for a moment ?....I will not tolerate the behaviour of your little servant Jean....I do not want him to play pranks with my chambermaid Alice!" She looked strict at Jean and said " You do know what I am talking about Jean.....the apron bow, don 't you ?"

"My dear Child,that is absolutely incredible..." indignanted Mme la Grandmere" ...MY little precious would never play pranks...Would you Jean ?""Oh Mme la Comtesse...I do hope you do not believe such a thing!" with wide opened and innocent eyes he looked at Grandmere.She helped him to sit on a little table and petted his head. "Certainly I do not believe such a thing, my little angel!" said the Grandmother , opened a little golden box and stuck some candy in the little Moors mouth."Merci bien , Madame la Comtesse, I will pray for you. I thank our dear Lord that he showed me the mercy for bringing me to you!" "Awe...There you see Alessandra, that little angel could not lie!"

The young Duchesse smiled wryly....it had no use to talk with Grandmere about that. The little boy seemed to have wraped her grandmother around a finger. It was obvious...allone the precious clothing she dressed him with....She always knew her Grandmother as a bit stingy.

"May I go a bit in the garden , Mme la Comtesse?" "Oh mon Dieu! You will get dirty my precious! We will have a look later ...." "As you wish dear Mme...."answered the little Moor with a big smile. Duchesse Alessandra rolled her eyes.

"But Alessandra...it occured to me that I am in a impious Household!" determined the Grandmother "I do hope that also your servants will follow us to the praying hour!" Little Jean noded. "I would love to join you for praying...aswell as Alice....but I have to talk to you in another serious matter.....I have met a very fine Gentleman.... He is also introduced at court!"

"hmmmm Is it so?" Mme la Grandmere raised an eyebrow " My little Granddaughter gets wise?....The Marriage is a sacred state for a man and woman ..... What Court is he introduced to?"

"At the court of Versailles...."

"Oh mon Dieu!..." gasps the grandmother " Versailles.....the anteroom of Hell....The snakepit !!"Jean made the sign of the cross.

"I have already invited him Grandmere.....he will be here tomorrow...I think you will like him !" said the young Duchesse with a firm voice.

"We will see...ma chere.....we will see!" Jean noded "Indeed , Mme la Comtesse....indeed"

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )

Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter II

" The Arrival of Grandmere"

A few days later, Duchesse Alessandra sat down on one of the stonebenches in the park and wanted to start reading a book. She heard one of the grooms yell There is a coach.....a coach is comming ! Immediately the young Duchesse returned to the Chateau and called her Chambermaid Alice. A guest is arriving....that is certainly Grandmere......Hurry!

Only a few minutes later the women stood at the entrance at the stairs to welcome the arriving guest. They didn t need to wait long. Suddenly the shouting of the coachman and the patter of the horses was heard. The coach arrived quicklyand stopped with a squeaking noise in front of the entrance.

The coachmen jumped down from the wagon seat, opened the coach door and helped the old Lady . Like the Duchesse expected, her Grandmother was wearing a black and very elegant silk gown.Despite her advanced age she was still an authoritative Person.Comtesse Jeanne-Adelaide de Conti hugged her Granddaughter and kissed her on the cheeks.

Finally I am here my child....Thank god the journey was without any incidents!I am very glad you are here Grandmere! Said the Duchesse and looked around searchingly Wouldn t you bring your little servant with you ? Jean , come and greet my granddaughter! A little Moor dressed as a coachman jumped out of the coach, carying grandmeres bible and a suitcase. He took a deep and respectfully bow in front of the duchesse.Awe...that is so cute, what a charming young man...Indeed....he is a little precious person. He read to me the whole journey from the bible, didnt you Jean ?Oui Madame, am I allowed to read again later ? Certainly my precious ! said the old Lady with a smile and patted his cheek. He was the servant of my dear Friend, the Abbess of the Couvent des Rcollets in Metz......may she rest in peace.... Her last will was, that he shall belong to my household....But let us go inside , I want to change and refresh myself. The little Moor tugged at Grandmeres sleeveShouldn t we go and pray and thank for the good journey, Madame? You are absolutely right, Jean...Please show us the chapel here at your chateau Alessandra!The young Duchesse seemed a bit irritated and embarrased Oh Grandmere, I have to admitt.... there is no Chapel at the chateau...I am terribly sorry! The old Lady raised an eyebrow and Jean shaked his head in disbelieve. hmmm... I see said Grandmere with a firm voice We need to change a lot of things here....fortunately I have my prie-dieu with me. Jean will find a suitable place for it later..... Avec plaisir , Madame la Grandmere

The Chambermaid Alice showed the noble guests to their rooms. Alessandra noticed that the little Moor , with a big grin, rewinded Alices apron strings at the stairs.Such a little Rascal! the Duchesse thoughtThat can be a very interesting Visit.....oh oh

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )

Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter II

" The Arrival of Grandmere"

A few days later, Duchesse Alessandra sat down on one of the stonebenches in the park and wanted to start reading a book. She heard one of the grooms yell There is a coach.....a coach is comming ! Immediately the young Duchesse returned to the Chateau and called her Chambermaid Alice. A guest is arriving....that is certainly Grandmere......Hurry!

Only a few minutes later the women stood at the entrance at the stairs to welcome the arriving guest. They didn t need to wait long. Suddenly the shouting of the coachman and the patter of the horses was heard. The coach arrived quicklyand stopped with a squeaking noise in front of the entrance.

The coachmen jumped down from the wagon seat, opened the coach door and helped the old Lady . Like the Duchesse expected, her Grandmother was wearing a black and very elegant silk gown.Despite her advanced age she was still an authoritative Person.Comtesse Jeanne-Adelaide de Conti hugged her Granddaughter and kissed her on the cheeks.

Finally I am here my child....Thank god the journey was without any incidents!I am very glad you are here Grandmere! Said the Duchesse and looked around searchingly Wouldn t you bring your little servant with you ? Jean , come and greet my granddaughter! A little Moor dressed as a coachman jumped out of the coach, carying grandmeres bible and a suitcase. He took a deep and respectfully bow in front of the duchesse.Awe...that is so cute, what a charming young man...Indeed....he is a little precious person. He read to me the whole journey from the bible, didnt you Jean ?Oui Madame, am I allowed to read again later ? Certainly my precious ! said the old Lady with a smile and patted his cheek. He was the servant of my dear Friend, the Abbess of the Couvent des Rcollets in Metz......may she rest in peace.... Her last will was, that he shall belong to my household....But let us go inside , I want to change and refresh myself. The little Moor tugged at Grandmeres sleeveShouldn t we go and pray and thank for the good journey, Madame? You are absolutely right, Jean...Please show us the chapel here at your chateau Alessandra!The young Duchesse seemed a bit irritated and embarrased Oh Grandmere, I have to admitt.... there is no Chapel at the chateau...I am terribly sorry! The old Lady raised an eyebrow and Jean shaked his head in disbelieve. hmmm... I see said Grandmere with a firm voice We need to change a lot of things here....fortunately I have my prie-dieu with me. Jean will find a suitable place for it later..... Avec plaisir , Madame la Grandmere

The Chambermaid Alice showed the noble guests to their rooms. Alessandra noticed that the little Moor , with a big grin, rewinded Alices apron strings at the stairs.Such a little Rascal! the Duchesse thoughtThat can be a very interesting Visit.....oh oh

Inspired by William Hogarth (* 10. November 1697 in London ; 26. Oktober 1764 )

Written by Jean-Matisse & Alessandra de Fiorentino Conti

Chapter I

The Letter

The young Duchesse Alessandra de Fiorentino-Conti felt a bit uncomfortable after she has read the letter.Not, that she did not like her Grandmother, the Comtesse Jeanne Adelaide de Conti, but she remebered the former attempts of her Grandmother to marry her with a suitable husband again.

Grandmere Jeanne Adelaide was the head of the family, essentialy it was nothing to say against a remarriage. On the other hand she knew how orthodox and old-fashioned her Grandmother was. Alessandra read the letter again. Maybe her new little Companion has made her grandmother somewhat milder, she thought. But there was another reason, why she was worried.

Alessandra has met recently a very charming and elegant young Gentleman while riding. Monsieur Armand de Belgrave has made a great impression on the young Duchesse. He associates at the Court of Versailles, he was sophisticated and knew how to make the most beautiful compliments. It was no wonder, that the young Duchesse fell in love head over heels, after the tragic death of her husband she lived a bit isolated on her Estate in Lourmarin.

But what would Grandmere say ? For the old Lady , Versailles was the anteroom to hell. Today Alessandra wanted to meet the Monsieur .... here at the park of Lourmarin. She wanted to tell him about the letter of her Grandmother

In the afternoon the Duchesse and Monsieur de Belgrave walked through the gardens of Lourmarin. He brought her a bouquet of her favourite flowers. Oh how attentive you are , Monsieur...she whispered. He took an elegant bow. A beautiful woman deserves this attention he answered. After that Alessandra mentioned the letter of her Grandmother.

I have to let her reside here....she is the head of the family and one day she will leave me a considerable fortune.... she tried to explain. She did not notice the wide smile on Monsieur de Belgraves face, as she mentioned the considerable fortune.

A gardener of the Duchesse crosses their path, carrieing a big basket with leaves.He bowed and walks on. Immediately Monsieur de Belgrave pressed his perfumed handkerchief under his nose and kept hold on the Balustrade.Oh ...Monsieur what happened? Alessandra asked.

Madame....je suis desol.....it is an old family suffering. The glance on working people makes me feel uncomfortable. We Aristorats have a much stronger sensibility as the common people.... How horrible Monsieur, I am so terribly sorry about this. Would it comfort you, if I ask you to join me for dinner tonight here at Lourmarin? Willingly Monsieur de Belgrave accepted the invitation.

After a few discussions with my friends in SL, I decided to do something to keep our baroque RP alive.

Matisse and me had the Idea to create a Group for everyone......

This Group is for all Roleplayers, who like to create their own Baroque life in Secondlife. We like to give the opportunity in changing locations to hold different events like....Music-, Coffee or Tea Salons, Horseback ridings, Balls etc. We look forward to your creative Ideas. The group shall be an open and non obliged community, where everyone is welcome who wants to keep the Baroque Era in SL alive.
Please keep in mind, that we would like to support the Baroque Era ....so no Fantasy Baroque...there is a time frame and there should be appropriate clothing and a baroque etiquette, also no merchants who only would like to use the group as a public relations tool.

You find the Group under inworld search : Societe de Baroque

Este grupo es para toda la gente en Roleplay, que les gustan crear su propia vida barroca en SecondLife. Nos gusta dar la oportunidad de cambiar de lugar para celebrar diferentes eventos como .... Music-, caf o te Salones, Cabalgatas, Fiestas etc. Esperamos tus ideas creativas. El grupo ser una comunidad abierta y no obligada, donde todo el mundo es bienvenido que quiere mantener la era barroca en SL con vida.
Por favor, tenga en cuenta, que nos gustara apoyar la era barroca .... as que no Fantasa barroca ... hay un marco de tiempo y debe haber ropa adecuada y una etiqueta de estilo barroco, tambin no hay comerciantes que slo deseen utilizar el grupo como una herramienta de relaciones pblicas.

Ce groupe est pour tous les Roleplayers, qui aiment crer leur propre vie Baroque dans Second Life. Nous voulons donner la possibilit de changer de lieu, de tenir diffrents vnements comme ....Salons de Musique, caf ou th, quitations, spectacle de danse, etc. Nous attendons avec impatience vos ides cratives. Le groupe est une communaut ouverte et non oblige, o tout le monde est le bienvenu, qui veut garder l're baroque en vie sur SL.
Veuillez garder l'esprit, que nous tenons soutenir l're baroque .... donc pas de fantaisie baroque ... il y a un laps de temps et il devrait y avoir des vtements appropris et une tiquette baroque, donc aussi aucun marchand qui voudrais seulement utiliser le groupe comme un outil de relations publiques.

Diese Gruppe wendet sich an alle Roleplayer, die ein Interesse daran haben ihr Barockes Leben in Secondlife zu gestalten. Wir mchten so die Mglichkeit geben an wechselnden Orten verschiedene Events zu veranstalten, Z.B. Musik-, Kaffee- oder Teestunden, Ausritte, Blle...etc. Wir freuen uns ber eure kreativen Ideen. Es soll sich dabei um eine offene und nicht verpflichtende Gemeinschaft handeln, in der jeder willkommen ist, der mithelfen mchte das barocke Leben in SL zu bewahren !Bitte habt dabei im Hinterkopf.....das wir das Barocke Leben erhalten mchten, d.h. keinen Phantasie Barock....es handelt sich um einen gewissen Zeitrahmen,entsprechende Garderobe und Barocke Etikette und soll nicht Hndlern dazu dienen ihre Produkte zu vermarkten.