Avatar: Henri Louis Marie de Rohan (west.lyvingstone)
VW: Second Life
Location: London
Country: GB
VW: Second Life
Location: London
Country: GB
LETTRE I
Prince de Carpgne to Charlotte-Hlne de Carpgne, 24 April 17--
Dearest Charlotte,
Fret not, for I have arrived! Indeed, I made my entrance at Versailles a week hence but my days have thusfar been so filled that I have barely found time to collect my own thoughts, let alone commit them to paper! However, I vow here to correspond with you more frequently as I know you care for my letters so - though, truth be known, I am a far finer reader of wise words than the originator of said verses myself.
No matter. How is Papa? I was vexed to have to leave him not yet fully well, but I know it was his wish. Do we know the nature of his malady yet? Has the rosacea cleared? Did the mercury help at all? I have many questions, but I hope all are in the affirmative and he is healing fast. Send my love to all - I miss you dreadfully already. When can you come to court?
Versailles is as magnificent as I remember - I cannot believe it has been five (yes!) years since I ventured here last. I feel now I come not as a boy, but as a man, and intend to conduct myself as such. In the palace itself, improvements seem imminent everywhere. The private apartments are in something of an uproar of renovation and hence I am still residing away from court itself.
As an aside in parenthesis, Monsieur Clemenceau asked for mention to you and Papa and wishes well - although the gratitude is from I to him. A finer tutor in the ways of courtly life I could not have asked for, as he seems to easily read in other that which many men find imperceptible. A great advantage as you can imagine. Alas, I digress!
I feel I am still finding my feet - hence this letter is rather muddled and somewhat immature - but Versailles life suits me greatly. I am content, for now, to watch, listen and learn from those around me. Life here seems a complex dance, and I would do well to commit each and every step to blind memory before I even attempt it.
Please do not be vexed by my absence. I will write as often as I can, but know that you are always in my heart and I love you tenderly.
WL
Dearest Charlotte,
Fret not, for I have arrived! Indeed, I made my entrance at Versailles a week hence but my days have thusfar been so filled that I have barely found time to collect my own thoughts, let alone commit them to paper! However, I vow here to correspond with you more frequently as I know you care for my letters so - though, truth be known, I am a far finer reader of wise words than the originator of said verses myself.
No matter. How is Papa? I was vexed to have to leave him not yet fully well, but I know it was his wish. Do we know the nature of his malady yet? Has the rosacea cleared? Did the mercury help at all? I have many questions, but I hope all are in the affirmative and he is healing fast. Send my love to all - I miss you dreadfully already. When can you come to court?
Versailles is as magnificent as I remember - I cannot believe it has been five (yes!) years since I ventured here last. I feel now I come not as a boy, but as a man, and intend to conduct myself as such. In the palace itself, improvements seem imminent everywhere. The private apartments are in something of an uproar of renovation and hence I am still residing away from court itself.
As an aside in parenthesis, Monsieur Clemenceau asked for mention to you and Papa and wishes well - although the gratitude is from I to him. A finer tutor in the ways of courtly life I could not have asked for, as he seems to easily read in other that which many men find imperceptible. A great advantage as you can imagine. Alas, I digress!
I feel I am still finding my feet - hence this letter is rather muddled and somewhat immature - but Versailles life suits me greatly. I am content, for now, to watch, listen and learn from those around me. Life here seems a complex dance, and I would do well to commit each and every step to blind memory before I even attempt it.
Please do not be vexed by my absence. I will write as often as I can, but know that you are always in my heart and I love you tenderly.
WL
