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They were in Normandie again… It has been a while and
thousands of events. In all of that mess, having such kind of peace was seemed
impossible. Best of all, Oscar and Andre were together without the problems they were
dealing with.
OSCAR
Andre, let’s ride horse…
Blue sky and ocean were reflecting on Oscar’s
eyes, they were getting bluer. He was just hypnotized on her look. Then he
realized that he had to answer, said “OK”, Oscar
had a smile on her face now.
After the dinner, Andre
and Oscar were sitting in front of
fire place. Oscar held her hands close
to flames; she was feeling cold easily for a while.
ANDRE I had hoped
that opening of Estate-General will soothe the problems. But nothing is getting
better. Royal family is still so stubborn; they don’t understand that a new age
is coming. From now on, economical reforms will not be enough. People want to
be equal. They want to change the history.
Oscar didn’t
answer. For a second she imagined herself as Marie-Antoinette.
Queen was living in an isolated world, she was not able understand the
seriousness of the situation.
OSCAR
Thus, we will return Paris.
Then a childlike beam appeared on Andre’s
lips.
ANDRE What if we
pack our bags and start to live in tree-house as we had done 25 years ago?
Would they look for us?
Oscar’s laugh
resonated in the room. When both were children yet, once they had run away from
home with their bags. Their plan was; starting to live in a tree house. But
this adventure had a miserably funny ending…
OSCAR I guess, we will
get hungry before they realize that we are missing…
ANDRE
Ohh God,
this time I won’t forget to take the bread…
Both of them were laughing. Andre
was staring her face; he was stunned again with her refreshing smile.
ANDRE I really
wish, we can leave everything behind and run away to a place we can live
together in serenity.
Suddenly, he realized what he just said. After the night he
attacked her –unfortunately it was the only word which explains what happened-
for months none of them had mentioned it. He didn’t want to make her
uncomfortable.
ANDRE
Sorry, I didn’t mean it…
Even though sitting side by side, they weren’t looking each
other. Oscar’s eyes were watching the
flames.
OSCAR
Andre… I was in love with Fersen.
Knowing you loved me, I still loved him. Would you still love someone like me?
ANDRE I love
everything you are, with all my life…
He was looking at Oscar,
trying to understand what she was thinking. Then he noticed the tear falling
from her eye. He held her chin, turned her face. Oscar
was looking at him. Seeing her eyes was seeing whole world. Every good thing on
this world had a reflection on those blues.
OSCAR
Andre… I love you, too, with all
my heart.
ANDRE I knew it
from long ago… Even before I was born…
Andre swept the
tears on her cheek. Being together was taking whole world against them. But it
was worth of it. He embraced her.
OSCAR
Andre Grandier… With you I can be
alive… No, I want to be alive…
That night in Normandy,
Oscar became Andre Grandier’s
wife. They were meant for each other. Neither rank difference nor the coming
revolution would suppress their feelings anymore.
The soft embracement of the night was over. Oscar opened her eyes, looked at the man she loved.
They had the deepest love, one could have. But destiny had played a bad game to
them. Only for a night, they had left everything; nobles, commoners, wellness,
duties, France
behind… Morning had never come with such sadness before. Oscar got out of bed,
started to wear.
ANDRE
Oscar… Are you OK?
Oscar sat near the
bed:
OSCAR
Maid will come soon. It is better,
somebody with clothes send her back.
She smiled; her hand was on Andre’s
hair.
OSCAR
Andre, after everything is calmed
down, take me to a small church somewhere in the countryside, and marry me. And
promise before God that I am your wife.
ANDRE Of course. I
will do that Oscar. In fact… Why don’t
we marry here?
In Normandy,
they were living the moments they could not be able to live in anywhere else.
If they did not marry now, perhaps it would never happen. Oscar
nodded her head. He was right. She had also something to say. If she became Oscar Grandier…
OSCAR
Andre, I want to leave French
Guards. Since I will not have any rank or priority…
ANDRE
Oscar, you are the only person on
this world who has the talent and the heart to face the duties of French
Guards. For the sake of France…
Then Oscar kissed
him before he finished his sentence. He was the one, who loved everything she
was with respecting all her.
They spent whole day on the shore with riding horse
together. Oscar’s long blonde hair was
flying to Andre’s face. He was
breathing in her smell freely. For a few seconds, Oscar
was remembering her father, queen and her duties. Andre
was seeing a cloud flying on her eyes. Then she was feeling better again. This
was not the real world, it was heaven.
Rosalie arrived Normandy next morning. A
day ago, she had got the weirdest message. “Rosalie,
you should come to Mansion Jarjayes in Normandy.
Oscar and I need you. And, please find
a white dress. ANDRE” After years of
friendship, she had known that if such an emergency occurred, she should go.
What about that white dress? Till morning she had imagined thousands of
scenarios, but none of them had made sense. Oscar
and Andre walked to the entrance when
they saw the carriage. Rosalie was
more curious than her tiredness. Oscar
and Andre, both healthy, were standing
in front of her.
ROSALIE
Lady Oscar!
Andre! What happened?
Both of them made their heads down. As always Andre was slightly longer than Oscar.
However, something was different. They were standing closer than usual.
ROSALIE What are
you hiding?
Oscar and Andre smiled; Oscar
looked up Andre’s face. They were
looking each others eyes.
ROSALIE You… Lady Oscar…
Their body language was telling enough… Rosalie screamed:
ROSALIE
How dare you are? Why did you hide
such a thing from me? Ohh, that white dress! You are getting… Oh my God! How
long has it been going on?
ANDRE From long
ago…
Their love was solid, it could be seen and touched. Rosalie was not angry anymore. In fact there wasn’t
anything to get angry. Tears came to her eyes and she didn’t try to fight back,
hugged Oscar tightly:
ROSALIE
Lady Oscar…
I am so happy for you…
OSCAR Rosalie… I think we have to hurry.
There is a wedding on this afternoon.
ROSALIE
How about General
Jarjayes? Did you get permission
from the queen?
She looked at them again.
ROSALIE No, you didn’t… This is a secret, isn’t it?
Rosalie didn’t ask anything. They had lots of things to do.
The dress she took fitted Oscar perfectly. It was the first time Rosalie had
seen Oscar with a dress. She helped Oscar’s hair. With that simple white dress,
Oscar was looking like a fragile flower.
ROSALIE You are so beautiful… It is a shame you haven’t worn
a dress before.
Oscar made her head down… Centuries ago, she had worn…
ROSALIE You did wear a dress before… What kind of a day is
it?
Rosalie hadn’t seen this side of Oscar. For her, Oscar was a
mentor, a friend, a talented soldier. But now, she was also an angel. Oscar was
not used to wear dresses, her cheeks were getting reddish, and she was so
different than Rosalie had remembered. Rosalie looked at her beautiful eyes,
felt what difficulties they faced and would face soon. She was crying again,
and this was a wedding, an official day to cry… Oscar just said “Rosalie?”
Rosalie hugged Oscar, like a sister this time, whispered “Lady Oscar… I wish
all happiness to you”. After all, she swept her tears and stared at Oscar.
Something was missing. She took the white roses from vase and gave them to her,
now Oscar was ready.
It was a simple wedding. The bride was beautiful as a fairy
and the groom was astonished with her look. Oscar walked down to aisle alone;
she had given up anything she had when she wanted to marry Andre. Father
pronounced them as husband and wife; and just after that he remembered how
tough General Jarjayes was. He whispered, “May God help them…” This couple was
tied together with the bonds of love, maybe for years. Destiny had surrounded them
as thorns ready to hurt any minute. Father couldn’t stop wishing, the kiss
Andre gave to Oscar would go on forever and… And they would survive...
No choice:
Coming of a new age...
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