I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 830 Luxembourg is Quiet
"As you wish, Your Majesty."

Count Stroganov touched his chest and bowed, then looked up at the Tsar and whispered, "Your Majesty, about that matter?"

Catherine II knew that he was talking about Alexandra's conversion - the ambassador to France had told her yesterday that according to French custom, an Orthodox Russian princess needed to convert to Catholicism after marrying into France.

She nodded without hesitation: "Yes, tell Mr. Envoy that I agree."

Conversion was a huge event for a Romanov princess, but Catherine II needed this marriage more to save her throne, so no matter how big the matter was, it was not a big deal.

……

On the east side of the Raphael Gallery in the Winter Palace, a young maid, holding her skirt, walked quickly to Alexandra who was practicing the piano and whispered something in her ear.

The Russian princess stood up and walked out of the house gracefully with her maid. After making sure that no one was around, she asked anxiously, "Engagement? So hasty? Is it the prince of Saxony or Mecklenburg?"

These two countries came to Russia to propose marriage half a year ago, but nothing happened later.

The maid tried hard to hold back her laughter and said innocently, "I don't know about that. Maybe it's one of them."

"Grandma agreed?"

"seems like it."

"Didn't you say you've already rejected it?"

"It seems that Count Zubov and Count Bezborodko are pulling the strings."

Alexandra clenched her fists tightly. "Ha, these two guys should really fall into the inkwell with the dirty money they received! Yes, they must have received a lot of money. I can hear the rustling sound of them counting the gold coins from here."

The maid said seriously: "It is said that it is to increase the empire's power on the Dnieper River..."

Alexandra's face flushed as she said angrily, "After they were defeated in Poland, they are going to throw me like bloody offal to the hungry wolves of Germany."

She paced back and forth on the lawn in annoyance: "Those moths were still deducting the cost of winter clothes for the soldiers last winter, and now they want to use the poor princess to exchange for dozens of rusty cannons for them so that they can have the courage to face the Polish army without being scared to piss their pants!

"Do you know why the gentlemen in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs always eat pickled cucumbers after meetings? That's to corrode all the dignity of the royal family with the dripping acid!"

She is ten years old this year, which is considered a grown-up girl in this era. She has begun to understand her own marriage and politics, so she feels even more resentful and helpless.

The maid's face was full of nervousness: "Oh my God, please keep your voice down. If the etiquette officer hears this..."

Alexandra gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind: "I'm going to find my grandmother. I have to get the reins of my freedom back!"

The maid hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Miss, doing this will only make you spend the rest of your life in a monastery..."

"No, just let me rot in the monastery!"

The maid suddenly put on a mischievous smile, walked around to her and said, "If you are so determined, I will help you poison the wine of the envoy from Paris."

"No, no, that will kill you..." Alexandra hurriedly tried to stop him, but suddenly froze, "Wait, what did you just say? The Paris envoy?"

"Yes, Your Highness, the envoy sent by the Queen of France is said to arrive in St. Petersburg next week."

"But, why..."

The little princess was not stupid, she reacted immediately, glared at the maid angrily, pretending to roll up her sleeves: "Yelena, how dare you tease me!

"Uh...what did the queen send a messenger for?"

"For your marriage, of course."

"Me? You mean, engaged to the French royal family?" Yelena nodded vigorously: "My aunt told me personally. His Majesty the Emperor has agreed."

Her aunt was Nikolai Rumyantsev's wife.

Alexandra's thoughts raced.

There are only two princes in the French royal family who are worthy of his status.

Ciel is only 8 years old now, far from being old enough to get engaged, so there is only one possibility left...

Her little face turned red instantly, and the anger just now disappeared, replaced by a hint of shyness.

It’s the prince who is proficient in mathematics, physics and chemistry!

He is the crown prince who led many reforms in France!

He was the prince who trained a strong army for France and led them across Europe!
It's that one.
The son of God who invented the merry-go-round, the Ferris wheel, and the entire amusement park...

The little princess felt a little dizzy.

He was the prince charming in the dreams of all the girls in Europe. She had seen him many times in Paris, but she had never thought that one day she would be able to be with him...

She made the sign of the cross on her chest and whispered, "Thank you, God, for your care."

Seeing her stunned, Yelena quickly moved closer to her face and said nervously, "Are you really angry with me? I just..."

Alexandra suddenly ran to her room with a smile on her face: "I will write a poem as a gift for him!"

……

Luxembourg.

Massena completed his routine patrol and sat down by the maple tree next to the command post, waiting for today's reconnaissance report.

He suddenly noticed that the cicadas in the trees had disappeared.

He couldn't help but frown slightly and sighed.

Since midsummer, he had been preparing to launch a counterattack against the Duke of Brunswick, but the General Staff was constantly adjusting its strategy.

It was already autumn, and the Allied vanguard even appeared 8 kilometers north of Luxembourg City, but the order sent by the General Staff in the morning still asked him to delay the offensive again.

Lieutenant Colonel Bruna came over with a glass of wine and a chessboard, and greeted him with a smile: "This must be the end of the day. Let's play a game of chess."

Massena looked towards the southeast in annoyance: "You should have heard that the Italian Army has begun to attack Mantua. And we can only play chess here, damn chess, I really hope to use cannons and cavalry as chess pieces and play a game with the Prussians!"

"This is all needed for the overall war situation." Bruna turned the white chess piece to Massena's side, "I heard that the coalition forces in the direction of Antwerp may have moved towards us.

"If we attack rashly, we will expose our flank to the British."

He smiled and gestured around: "You see, we can contribute to victory even without doing anything here."

Massena was about to pick up the chess piece when the herald came running over and handed him a standard document for the Chap signal tower:
"Commander, I just received news that more than 4 reinforcements from the coalition forces will arrive in Luxembourg within five days."

"4?" Massena's face turned dark. Where did the enemy get so many troops?

He unfolded the intelligence and scanned it, then handed it to Bruna with a frown: "Thuringia, Bavaria and other countries have sent troops."

(End of this chapter)