Chapter 58 Sarabande Dance

The ladies' eyes immediately turned to Madame Sembéran, and when she told her the idea for the ball, there was a burst of laughter.

"I think this is a good idea." Count Deboninac was the first to confirm.

Queen Mary smiled and nodded: "It's very interesting. Let's do it this year."

All the ladies agreed, "This year's masquerade will be very exciting!"

"Mrs. Sanbellan is truly full of wisdom."

"I'm going to dance all night."

From that day on, a new face suddenly appeared in the crown prince's palace.

Enchanting and charming, making every man look at her with side eyes, it was Madame Sembéran.

The Palace of Versailles originally had a tradition of great nobles serving members of the royal family. For example, when the queen gets up every morning, the wives of princes and dukes often come to dress her.

Although Mrs. Sanbellan's status is not very noble, she is still qualified to do some chores in the crown prince's palace. Especially after she gave some small gifts to the crown prince's maids, she could be seen everywhere except for the affairs where designated personnel were responsible.

Madame Sembéran was very skillful. She would often appear in the crown prince's peripheral vision with a vase, tablecloth, etc., and let other maids call her name, but never let the crown prince notice her directly.

Joseph had no idea that there was such an extra maid. There were too many maids in Versailles, but after a few days, he became somewhat familiar with her.

The week flew by and soon it was St. Nicholas' Day.

Joseph reluctantly walked out of the study under the repeated urging of the maids.

The queen's maid, Count de Berninac, came over personally holding a long black dress and called the maids to come and help.

Joseph's face was darker than the color of his black dress. If Count de Berninac, who was equivalent to the harem's chief steward, hadn't been watching personally, he might have escaped from the Palace of Versailles.

The maids took off his coat and trousers in a hurry. Count Deboninac immediately put the black skirt gently on his head, then helped him put his hands out of the cuffs and tightened the back of the skirt. Plastic belt.

Joseph was strangled so hard that he shouted loudly: "Be gentle, be gentle, I'm going to suffocate!"

"The dance is about to start. Please cooperate with me, Your Highness." Count Deboninac put a translucent silk shawl on him, took out a towering wig with feathers, put it on his head carefully, and looked up and down. He nodded, "Yes, it fits very well."

Joseph glanced at the skirt on his body, and all he wanted to do was beat up the person who came up with this idea - he was a good straight man in his previous life, but he didn't expect that he was forced to dress up as a woman in the 18th century.

Yes, the theme of this masquerade is "men and women swapping". Men wear women's clothes and act like ladies, and women wear men's clothes and act as gentlemen.

Joseph glanced at the mirror, it was simply unsightly, he shook his head and said to himself: The French are really having fun.

In fact, in the private dances of some nobles in this era, bottomless gameplay abounded. And tonight's masquerade party is already very serious.

Fortunately, Count de Berninac did not force him to wear high heels, because these are not just for ladies.

When Joseph put on the mask and came to the Hall of Mirrors in the Palace of Versailles like a zombie, a burst of cheerful music immediately sounded everywhere.

The 24 huge Bohemian crystal chandeliers on the ceiling gave off dazzling light, illuminating the hundreds of noble men and women attending the ball, all turning their heads to look at Joseph.

The king and queen have arrived. Queen Mary, who was wearing a red swordsman costume and a short mustache on her lips, looked at Joseph and said angrily: "Miss, you are late."

Louis XVI wore a dark blue dress, held a silk folding fan of the same color to cover his face, and smiled and nodded towards his son.

The Chancellor of the Seal dressed as a shepherdess came to the center of the Hall of Mirrors, said a series of festive greetings, and then announced the start of the dance.

Men and women wearing masks began to dance to the music. Almost instantly, seven or eight aristocratic ladies wearing various men's clothing rushed to Joseph, bowed to him and extended their hands, "Dear lady, can I ask you to dance?"

"Madam, are you willing to dance with the police?" The girl who spoke was actually wearing the latest Paris police uniform.

"Miss, you know that I was the first to invite you."

"Beautiful lady, let's dance with me..."

Although Joseph wore a mask, he was obviously immediately recognized by these warblers.

According to court etiquette, only high-status people can invite low-status people to the dance, and the reverse is prohibited.

In addition, it is basically men who take the initiative to invite women to dance, but today is a gender reversal theme. These girls seized the opportunity and pounced on the crown prince who was haunted by dreams without hesitation.

Finally, a strong "car driver" pushed the other girls aside, took the hand of the still dazed Joseph, dragged him to the middle of the dance floor, and coughed hard, "Cough!"

It must be that she had already greeted everyone, and the nobles around them immediately stopped and gathered around her and Joseph.

"The coachman" asked softly: "Miss, what dance steps do you want to dance?"

Joseph was so embarrassed that he wanted to escape. Following the expectant gazes around him, he had no choice but to say: "Sarabande dance."

"Follow your instructions." The "coachman" signaled to the musicians, and Bach's dance music was immediately played.

Joseph was dragged to dance. He had only been learning court dancing for a month and looked extremely clumsy.

The musicians stared at the Dauphin's feet, trying desperately to get the accompaniment to follow his steps, but it was obviously a very difficult thing to do.

If they knew the term "Brownian motion", they would definitely use it to describe the crown prince's dance steps.

Soon, Joseph stepped on the "coachman" three times and gave her an elbow...

The girl in police uniform took advantage of the "car driver's" opportunity to rub his shoulders and stepped forward to snatch Joseph away: "Beautiful lady, what dance steps do you want to dance?"

"Sarabande."

Joseph had no choice but to learn this dance.

The music started, the dance started, and soon the "police" also gave up, and the "cavalry" came up: "What kind of dance do you want to dance?"

Joseph sighed: "Sarabande dance."

In this way, he danced the sarabande for nearly an hour. Although the aristocratic ladies were made miserable by his poor dancing skills, they still continued to fight bravely and strive for the first place.

In the corner, Mrs. Sambelant, pretending to be a scholar, watched helplessly as a large group of young girls surrounded the Crown Prince, angrily kneading the "Descartes Geometry" in her hand.

The idea of ​​this dance was hers, just to create a chance for herself to flirt with the crown prince, but at this time she couldn't get close to him at all - those noble ladies were too strong!

She suddenly threw the geometry book aside and showed a disdainful smile: "Huh! With this little ability, you still want to compete with me?"

She asked the servant for paper and pen, thought for a moment, quickly wrote a note, handed it to Viscount Valles, and motioned to Joseph.

Finally, after Joseph changed his tenth dance partner, Perna, who had been silently paying attention to him, saw his embarrassed expression and couldn't bear it. She stepped forward and opened the door to invite him Dancing "Woodcutter".

"Your Highness's pneumonia has not recovered yet, so it is not advisable to exercise for a long time."

"Ah! She's right!" Joseph heard the sound of nature, and felt that Perna at this time was just like Mary coming into the world, with her whole body exuding the brilliance of holiness.

He nodded to her gratefully and squeezed out of the crowd as if running for his life.

Thanks to: Mr. Wang from the previous night for tipping this book again! The author is so grateful! I will work harder!