Head up High..looking for the Answer
The Marquis composes himself, and makes it down the isle intact. Soon the devastating bride, Jeanne-Christine Honfleur, joins them...never had a woman of such cold instincts been seen before. He looks away in disgust, preferring to not look at her, knowing too well, he is nothing but a tool in all this matter. He realizes his insignificance too late.. a few hundred thousand sous..can't rebuy a reputation lost...
Lovely capture... yet ... it speaks of division ~