Early September, 1633
Marie-Madeleine Marguerite d'Aubray clutched her Barbie and peered through balcony railings to the scene below.
For a wonder, neither of her parents were with her.
She loved Papa and Maman, she really did. Papa would always pick her up and carry her about, calling her his little angel and giving her horse rides on his back.
Maman was always so elegant and smelled so nice and would . . .
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