My days

Last night was the Comte and I's Reception given by the HRH Louis-Stanislas de France. My husband was not able to attend because he woke to a headache that the wine from the night before caused. So I attended the reception that was for us alone. I came in to see very close family and friends. The night went beautifully. My husband was not there to dance with me but the HRH danced with me and it made me feel at ease.
I thought I would hear gossip about my pregnancy but nothing not a word has been spoken and maybe I was worrying for no reason. Maybe this is something that doesn't cause scandal and if so I hope that is the way it goes. Maybe my child will not have scandal over their head as they grow.
I awoke today and went to cindercroft where there was a discussion about medicine.Which in this condition I am in. I would like to know all I can. I want to come out of this alive with a healthy baby in arms. I have heard lots of talk about the dauphin being jealous of my pregnancy but I do not believe that to be true.

A night to remember

I attended the kings dinner which was very trying on my emotions. It seems as if a Mademoiselle who had some interests in my cousin Philippe. kept asking questions of his whereabouts. I had spent lots of time trying to avoid speaking with anyone about my family affairs and if I had to because the Royals wanted to speak about it. I was trying to be as vague as possible. This Mademoiselle was speaking about this in front of the king and comtesse du barry. I felt my anger build towards her but I was able to keep my composure without letting tears and anger overcome me. It seems the scandal has led to my body betraying me and my husband finding me in my apartments passed out before our dinner was about to begin. I wish he was not the one to find me. He is the sweetest man and very tender in his speech and his heart and to have him find me like that made me feel sad.His first beloved died during childbirth.I did not want to have him relive those moments. Eventually I had come to and wanted to hug him after seeing his eye red from the tears.

The dinner had began without the others knowing about what had happened earlier. I have to say this was the best part of the evening. The food was delicious and there was plenty for people to fill their appetites. Although the HRH the comte de provence missed the dinner. He was on time for dessert where I had served Tarte de Chocolate from my husbands and I favorite shop in Paris. As the night goes on the I had made the mistake of not telling the servers to stop giving my husband more wine.He wanted to make a announcement and in front of the Comte de provence and our guests. He told them that we are expecting although we had only been married for two weeks. I have already started to show and I know before the week is gone it should be all over court. Again I have put myself in scandal.


As the night went on I returned to my bedroom where I had mixed emotions but mostly worry. I watched my husband sleep the night drink away. I laid around and thought about the future that holds the destiny of my child and what will happen when he is younger. Will the scandal that is their birth haunt them...

Do they know

There is a secret that lingers within me. I have not told many outside of my trusted friends but it seems there is talk around court about something that I dare not share. I figure that it will ruin my clean reputation it seems every month there is a scandal that involves my family. It is to the point where I can not bear it. I think tomorrow I should just reveal it and I figure that they will talk behind my back as they smile in my face. It seems that is the way of the court. People will show how appalled they are by my behavior but to be quite honest. There are plenty of rooms in Versailles where more then chambermaids have been bent over in.

I feel no shame for my secret though...it was made in love.

fun nights

Last night I held a salon in which the comte de provence and his wife attended. The Duc de la Vauguyon had also attended and it seemed I did the right thing by serving cognac because it was from the region in which he governs. There was plenty of conversation about different things that ranged from soil to gossip on why my cousin had left and there were plenty of far fetched scenrios presented. I did not entertain those. I will gossip about any other person but people who bear my family names are not the ones I gossip about. Also the one that held his heart was there and I still feel so sad for her to go through such a tragic thing so publicly.
People still look at me to see if I am round in the middle. I find it funny because it doesn't happen that quickly...

Love isn't always a fairytale

Leonard-Charles de Fiennes, Comte de Chatellerau

Known to me as just Leon..


My husband...
They say that we were married for different reasons that range from him wanting my dowry because of his family in massive debt and then others saying because I am pregnant...in the end it was for that rare thing that doesn't happen often which is love. He was there for me when I first arrived at court wanting to be my friend when others were not as nice to a new arriving young lady fresh from years of schooling. I was a fresh new women at court trying to find her way and he helped me along the way and I am forever greatful to him for that. The night before I was introduced to court he gave me a necklace and I did not know this would be many gifts I would receive from him jewels and advice and sweet conversation.
There was a time that I thought I lost his heart to another. He was still a dear friend but I did step out of the way for him to be with the one I thought he wanted. I was secretly heartbroken but I just buried myself more into my work of being Comtesse du barrys lady in waiting and books and writing. Enjoying the time with my family who had arrived some weeks after I.
A night while dinning with the Comte de Provence we rekindled a friendship and a love that I thought was lost to another and some weeks later after a hunt he asked the king for my hand...the rest is history as they say.

scandals

It seems that I can not escape scandal. I thought shedding the Tancarville name would leave me without scandal but it seems that is not the case. My marriage which is very new is already having its scandal among court not to mention the extra scandal of my cousin leaving because of reasons I dare not speak because they alone are shame. I miss the days of being back in spain.Where I was just a women among the crowd of others.

Coming to court has been something different. My mother did not tell me all that would go on here but I assume different times happen back then and having my uncle for a brother did not always make things easier for her.

Will my life always be scandal at versailles...more then likely yes

A little bio of me

Mlle Elisabeth-Charlotte de Tancarville born to.Jean-Frederic de Tancarville, Comte de Fraisac (1718-1771) Marie-Philippine de Dampierre 1724.She was sent to Morroco and Spain to study with different scholars where she found a passion for poetry,politics and philosophy as well as learning arabic among many other languages.At 21 she returned to court after the death of her father which deeply saddend her mostly knowing him from his letters that he would send explaining to her everything she needed to know about the life that awaited her in France. Little did she know that her father was in debt and would die that way.Upon returning to court she was put in the guardianship of her uncle who met a early end.She was introduced to Court and was made Madame Du Barry's dame de compagnie by the King.





She married Leonard-Charles de Fiennes, Comte de Chatellerau, January 14th, 1773 at versailles in the presence of their King. Where she became Elisabeth- Charolotte de Fiennes, Comtesse de Chatellerau. There marriage although some say was done for money in reality it was done for love.She had loved him since the day he suprised her in the hall of mirrors with his cello.