6/30/2023 0 Comments The Bad Queen by Carolyn Meyer![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I shivered with an ugly mixture of fear, cold, and utter humiliation. Outside, the rain beat down and the wind whistled through the cracks in the pavilion. Now I stood completely naked before a crowd of strangers. Piece by piece, every item I wore-panniers, stays, slippers, stockings, even my chemise-was removed and claimed by the ladies of the French court. I waited for them to bring the new grand habit to replace the one taken from me. "The bride must retain nothing belonging to a foreign court," the countess explained as the ladies worked. Several ladies of the French court stepped forward, and, smiling grimly, proceeded to remove my grand habit. ![]()
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