#Louis and Marie Antoinette didn't consummate their wedding until 7 years after said wedding

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Can I get greedy and ask for another one? Because I was 'kinda fishing' for some snippets about that French Revolution thingy and I should have been way more precise with my previous ask 😅

Ah, sorry :) the French Revolution one shot is called Mein Engel (for now at least but it's highly subject to change). 

It takes place within the same universe as EOTB and follows the same pattern as that one chapter in EOTB. The story spans over decades (from around 1770 to 1793).

It's not so much about the Revolution as it is about the Royal family slightly before/and during that time, and more precisely, about Marie-Antoinette. I think AC Unity covered the uprising from Paris and the folks’ perspective, while this fic isn’t even taking place there, but in Versailles. You can look at it like a parallel to Arno’s story, perhaps (I haven’t played Unity and I won’t, but I might look up a few vids on YT). With what we know of the Staff and Kassandra’s work as the Keeper, there’s absolutely no way she’d have missed that :D

But really, my main motivation was that I wanted to see Kassandra strutting down the Galerie des Glaces of Versailles, looking all swag. Think the Rose of Versailles (Lady Oscar) meets Game of Thrones - that’s what I’m going for.

Excerpt under the cut because it's a bit long and rough (400 words).

Kassandra stood near the window, watching the Countess of () fawn over (Louis' bro). Her smiles and forced laughter would have been less wasted on a brick wall. The man wasn’t paying any attention to her, his attention was drawn to (OC)'s back like a moth to a flame. 

Kassandra kept herself from frowning. She would have to tell (OC) to be more careful when crossing the forecourt, next time. The glint in his eyes wasn’t boding well for the girl.

She breathed in and removed herself from the scene. The tick-tocking of a hundred clocks bounced off the large room. It was soothing in a way, and for a second she could almost understand why Louis liked this place so much. 

Almost. 

“I like you, little prince,” Kassandra turned on her heels, facing the ostensibly large desk and the gentle, hopeful smile sitting behind it. “But I don't care about you.”

The wood creaked under her steps, adding their own thumping to the small cacophony of gears. She leaned over the desk, fists on the table and watched Louis squirm under her gaze. 

“I care about her (MA), and right now she's being blamed for your own shortcomings," Kassandra threw a sidelong glance between his legs. 

His thighs snapped shut almost immediately. Louis sunk down on his seat, shrinking, like he wanted the cushions swallow him whole.

"I—I will talk to the C-court. Ask them to leave her a-alone," he squeaked, looking every bit of the twenty year-old boy he was. 

Barely out of childhood, and not a man yet. Pudgy cheeks and kind eyes, the prince hadn’t grown out of his baby fat. And to think Aletheia wanted him on the throne of France. It was laughable, really. 

A lamb in the midst of wolves. 

Kassandra tutted and shook her head. "Enough talk. The Court works like this," she leaned forward again, entering his space. "I don't want you to talk, I want you to act,” she took the vial from her concealed pocket and waved it at him. “I want you to drink this. Then, I want you to think about your clocks, whatever gets your little friend going," Kassandra pointed downward with a flick of her hand. "And tonight when the Court leaves, I want you to do your job. Am I clear?”

Marie-Antoinette's life was on the line. Pregnancy assured her safety from the dissonant voices calling for her blood. There was too much at stake—Kassandra's whole plan for the decades to come relied on him, and she had waited long enough. 

She was practically in his face by then. Louis gulped at her raised eyebrow, before nodding briskly. "Yes. Y-yes, General." 

Kassandra withdrew herself, standing straight. "Good," she nodded. 

#Louis and Marie Antoinette didn't consummate their wedding until 7 years after said wedding #and she got blamed for it big time #While the real issue was Louis' impotence #And their youth #And his obsession with clocks #wiriting #fanfic #Really I'm just going to nerd out on this fic #hope you guys don't mind