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Joseph said that awkwardly, but this made Mrs. Molière even more angry. No matter when, this king is always like that. You can't figure out if he's joking or saying the truth. |
Joseph said that awkwardly, but this made Mrs. Molière even more angry. No matter when, this king is always like that. You can't figure out if he's joking or saying the truth. |
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| − | - I have something to ask to Her Majesty |
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| − | - Do not hesitate. |
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| − | - Your Majesty, do you love me? |
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| − | Joseph looked without understanding what Lady Moliere said. As if to say: You asked that to me? |
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| − | - Of course |
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| − | - If so, why aren’t you gentle with me? - Asked Mrs. Moliere, beginning to mourn. |
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| − | - Is that what you feel? |
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| − | - I can’t bear to love a man who treats me cruelly. |
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| − | Joseph was surprised to see the tears of Mrs. Moliere. |
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| − | - What did you say? |
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| − | - I love him! |
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| − | - You mean you love me? Is that true? Do you love the incompetent king? Do you love me even though I am humbled at home and abroad? |
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| − | - That's why I love him |
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| − | - I only think about money and status |
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| − | His wife Moliere worsened in tears. |
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| − | - Even if your Majesty was a civilian, a beggar, my love will not change. I love your Majesty. |
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| − | - Why do you love me? - Ask Joseph a bit puzzled |
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| − | - Your Majesty, you are a lonely man, you are the king of the world's wealth, but I just want to heal your heart, please, I am a woman who wants to relieve these problems, as this is love. |
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| − | Joseph took the pleasure of laughing at his wife Moliere. |
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| − | - You're a nice person, Wife Moliere. I think you're worthy of my love. |
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| − | Mrs. Moliere seemed intoxicated by the words of Joseph. |
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| − | Finally she got those words of love she craved. |
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| − | These words made her very happy, she was very proud. |
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| − | He is just a person who pretends to be the king. Often your heart and mind are contradictory. |
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| − | She has always been his companion. Mrs. Moliere understands what no one else can understand of him, something like the infinite darkness of the abyss. |
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| − | She fell in love with a king. |
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| − | Mrs. Moliere would like her love to melt the ice in the heart of Joseph. |
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| − | I'll be the water that fills the hole in his heart. |
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| − | These words should be able to cure the rotten heart of this king. The fragrance of flowers and words of love should help. |
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| − | - Your Majesty, I have something to propose, it is for the sake of our future. His Majesty instead of total pain in your system, the better would be to share love. |
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| − | However, Joseph said nothing. |
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| − | - Your Majesty? |
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| − | A second later, Mrs. Moliere... |
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| − | - Oh, oh Oh, your Majesty, ohhhh |
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| − | Ms. Moliere was stabbed in the chest. |
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| − | The strength of her body disappeared. |
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| − | - Why? |
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Revision as of 05:29, 18 April 2012
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Chapter 9: Epilogue
The capital of Gallia, Lutèce.
The man who is called the “Mad King” by Romalia's pope, is right now in the middle of a boundless beautiful garden full of flowers, and gazing afar in all directions.
This is a flower terrace which could even be the number one in Versardier, with its ever-blooming rich flowers.
The southern rose terrace.
To Joseph, this is a flower terrace where he can have fun by himself, and where he can also comfort himself of his meaningless solitary life. This is a paradise on earth built with the greatest skills of every garden architect of this country.
On this land of around two square kilometres, there are a countless number of coloured roses.
The one that helds the most attention is the blue one.
That is this year's......, after improving multiple test products, the finally finished and steady, blue breed of rose.
This rose, since it has a link with royalty's blue hair, has been surnamed “La Gallia”, which means that it's a symbol of Gallia.
Joseph looked at the flower terrace with satisfaction. He wasn't clear about the huge amount of money he spent on this blue rose.
“This rose garden is really way too beautiful.”
Exclaimed Mrs. Molière, who was at Joseph's side. Joseph nod with satisfaction.
“The amount of money spent on this rose garden was already enough to run a small country.”
“This is the most beautiful kingdom in the world. The taste of Your Majesty is quite elegant.”
After that, Mrs. Molière looked at Joseph and asked with a mischievous tone.
“Why do Your Majesty need to build this rose garden?”
As Joseph's lover, Mrs. Molière expected some sweet words. She was looking forward to something like “It was for you.” or something like that. However, the king's answer wasn't like that.
Joseph lightly said.
“This is so that I can destroy it.”
Mrs. Molière persed her lips, to show her disenchantment,
“Ah! You are joking again!”
“Joking? Ah, right. It might sound like that.”
Joseph said that awkwardly, but this made Mrs. Molière even more angry. No matter when, this king is always like that. You can't figure out if he's joking or saying the truth.
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