A suprise

The day had felt like any other day. I kissed and hugged my christian before getting in my carriage as I always do this time.My nephew wanted to be presented to the king and I thought it would be good to go with him as sort of support and because I am HRH Madame Victoires lady in waiting.  My nephew went first and although I sensed his nervousness before when he walked through the door it all had seemed to melt away and confidence seemed to overtake it him it was a wonderful sight to behold.. After him it was me. It seems the accident is the way most people lead into talking to me which actually is fine. I only have a bit of a scar but I personally don't think it does anything to make my beauty any less. The king suggested that I had been  called the wrong title and was made Marquise de Chattelerau...There were no words to describe that moment.