King's Landing in France

Chapter 292 The dance begins

St. Just was a few steps away from An Ning, so he opened his arms directly: "Your Excellency General Frost, Maximilian asked me to apologize to you. He can't come to your ball today."

An Ning is speechless, my relationship with Robespierre is no closer than your kid, why pretend.So he sneered and said, "When he had dinner with me yesterday, he already told me that he would not come today."

Saint-Just was directly embarrassed.

Christina shook her head, probably speechless about An Ning's domineering president-style social interaction.

Paulina, on the other hand, watched the interaction between An Ning and Saint Just curiously, probably guessing the relationship between the two.

Saint Just quickly adjusted his expression, and said to An Ning: "So he said it, but out of etiquette, he still asked me to say sorry to you today."

An Ning: "I see. I hope you have a good time at the dance."

Saint-Just: "Of course, I will. By the way, Miss Beauharne over there asked me to invite you to her tea party. It will be tomorrow afternoon!"

An Ning pursed his lips, and he knew that Saint Just came here to make a request for Josephine.

Although just going to a tea party doesn't seem like a big deal, but in An Ning's current status, just going to a tea party is enough to have substantial benefits.

I went to the castle of Malmaison to attend the tea party by myself, and rumors would spread in Paris, saying that he had an affair with Madam Beauharnay, and a shrewd socialite like Josephine would immediately turn these rumors to his advantage thing.

An Ning didn't want to go.

Even if Saint-Just was Robespierre's confidant, he should go for Robespierre's sake, but An Ning still didn't want to go.

What's more, with An Ning's understanding of Robespierre, he doesn't care about such things at all.

So An Ning opened her mouth to refuse, but Christina snapped it up and said, "My fiancé doesn't like this kind of thing very much, can I do it for me?"

Saint-Just said with a smile: "Of course, yes, Your Excellency, General, will definitely be busy with military affairs. We still have a war with four countries to fight!"

At this time, the music started.

Christina: "It's time, we're going to lead the first dance, are you ready?"

An Ning: "I am always ready, the question is are you ready?"

Christina smiled: "Please be gentle when stepping on my feet."

"It's beyond my control." An Ning shrugged, then took the arm of his fiancée, and walked towards the dance floor openly.

Because the master was going to lead the dance, Saint-Just, who wanted to say something, had no choice but to shut up—you can't stop others from performing their master's duties, right?
After An Ning entered the dance floor, Napoleon asked La Salle, "Do you have a goal tonight?"

Lasalle smiled wickedly, then turned to Polina and said, "Dear Miss Bonaparte, may I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

Napoleon stepped forward to hold La Salle's hand: "I am very happy."

La Salle: ?

Napoleon: "My name is Bonaparte too."

"But you are not a miss."

"I can be!"

"Huh? Then I want to see it!"

Then the two of them screamed and went to the dance floor.

Paulina looked at the two blankly, and then met Saint-Just's eyes, so Saint-Just pushed forward: "Miss Bonaparte, may I have the honor to ask you to dance?"

Polina asked seriously: "I'm a girl, is that okay?"

St. Just was embarrassed: "What?"

Paulina: "Don't you want to find a man to dance with? Like my brother and La Salle. I thought you took me for a man, after all, I was wearing a military uniform and I had no breasts."

Saint-Just: "You misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I just want to dance with girls..."

Paulina: "But now the music has passed the prelude, the dance etiquette I learned, shouldn't I be able to enter the dance floor at this time?"

Saint-Just could only smile awkwardly: "Then I'll take my leave, I wish you a good time, miss."

Then Saint-Just turned and walked towards Josephine.

Josephine might be waiting for St. Just's result, so she actually rejected all the dancing invitations, and just waited for St. Just's return.

This is very rare. After all, Josephine is the queen of the ball, and she was absolutely indispensable on the dance floor in the past.

As soon as St. Just approached Josephine, she couldn't wait to ask, "Is it done?"

"Half done, Miss Tollestier agrees to attend your tea party."

Josephine bit her lip, watching Frost and Christina circling on the dance floor.At this time, Christina's expression was not very good, and Frost had stepped on her skirt more than once.

Josephine: "Forget it, I'll try to invite Napoleon Bonaparte, and that La Salle, he looks like a libertine who likes to play at balls."

Saint-Just: "Indeed, that La Salle looks like a standard hussar, and these people like that."

He paused, and continued to say to Josephine: "Also, I tried to invite Napoleon Bonaparte's sister to dance, but she refused in a wonderful way."

Josephine looked at St. Just in surprise: "Are there any women who refuse your dance invitation?"

After all, Saint-Just is the "Archangel of the Revolution". He is really handsome. Many aristocratic ladies can't walk when they see him, just like being stuck on the floor by 502.

St. Just stroked his hair, and said helplessly: "Maybe that Miss Bonaparte only has eyes for General Frost."

Josephine's teeth were gritted with hatred: "This Napoleon, it can't be seen that he is still a scheming guy, actually let his sister seduce Frost and stop the lover's position."

In this day and age, having a lover outside of marriage is not a big deal at all, and sometimes it is even made public. For example, Queen Mary of France has a Swedish count Felsen as her lover. Frequent meeting with Louis XVI.

I didn't see any reaction from Louis XVI. Of course, this may be because the locks are too fun.

So in Josephine's understanding, Napoleon introduced his sister to Frost in order to ask his sister to be Frost's lover and gain benefits for himself.

Josephine: "Maybe I have a lot to chat with this scheming Napoleon."

Then she murmured again: "But how am I going to make Napoleon dance with me?"

After all, women in this era cannot invite men to dance, they can only accept invitations.

Saint-Just looked at Josephine's thoughts, with a complicated expression on his face.

It seems that in this Paris—no, at this ball, there is more than one woman who can refuse the charm of Saint-Just.

(End of this chapter)