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Her father gently stroked her tangled hair, and held her while she sobbed.
“My dear,” he murmured tenderly. “No happiness is ever lost. Scream about the cruelties of life, but never regret the love that you and François shared... Love is always a gift and our strength...”
8 - Monsieur de Plessus' returnRenée slowly came back to life. She spent her days in the armory or in the stables. She was still a bit thin, but color was slowly returning to her face.
Three months had gone by since François’s death. She was grooming Azalée’s coat in the stables when she heard a small laugh.

“Don’t tell me you’ve been reduced to playing the role of the stable boy?”
She turned about, and found Monsieur de Plessus standing before her, eyeing her with obvious curiosity.
“What do you want?” She demanded harshly.
“I came to get news of you after that terrible ordeal you went through... It reassures me to see you haven’t lost any of your terrible character.”
“How very kind of you.” She replied dryly. “But I don’t have time to waste on civilities, so please go away already.”