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it was an understatement to claim the last handful of months had been full of stress and misery. both of them were overcome by grief but clothilde’s anger had nothing to seep into, her husband on the other hand had been preoccupied with the thought of impending war. the paranoia the ensued had been understandable, none the less frustrating however. safety was what kept the duchess in france for longer than the rest of her family with the exception of adelaise who had been glued to her side since jacques untimely passing.
switzerland was much duller than she expected, however given recent circumstances if she was kind enough --- it all could’ve been blamed on a little death though clothilde wasn’t known to be that optimistic. they had not arrived long before she had gone searching, six year old daughter clutching her hand in a vice grip while they shimmied through people pausing to greet a few familiar faces before finding him. it had only been a handful of weeks but it had felt like an eternity. “ hello darling, “
