“Can you hear the silence? Can you see the dark? Can you fix the broken? Can you feel… can you feel my heart? Can you help the hopeless? Well, I’m begging on my knees, Can you save my bastard soul? Will you wait for me?” Sleepwalkingby Bring Me The Horizon
@vanillascribblez: Hiya!! I’m sorry if I’m bothering you, but could you tell me about Adrienne and Lafayette? I really love them, and since you know a lot about them, I was wondering if you could tell me about them
Adrienne’s family kept her in the dark about her own engagement for over a year. Because of Adrienne’s tender age (she was 14 when she married Lafayette), her mother insisted that her daughter’s betrothal was never to spoken of in the girl’s presence. She made her opinion very clear with Lafayette and his guardians, who agreed that Adrienne was too young to be considered for matrimony when the original arrangement took place.
Lafayette lived with Adrienne and the Noailles family before their marriage. Adrienne’s mother suggested that he stay with them while he attended school in Paris. His close proximity to his betrothed, the mother thought, would give Adrienne the chance to develop feelings for the young man who she did not know was her fiance…and it worked. Adrienne fell head-over-heels for Lafayette during his stay in her family’s home and he, knowing that he could not divulge the secret of their engagement, noted her young age (although he was only 16 at the time) and decided to treat her like a knight would treat a little princess until he could call her his wife.
Adrienne and Lafayette did not consummate their marriage immediately after the ceremony. Once again, Adrienne’s mother intervened. It wasn’t until later that they got the chance to do what comes natural…although the circumstances surrounding it were not exactly pleasant. Shortly after their marriage, Lafayette decided he would be inoculated for smallpox – a dangerous procedure in an age before proper vaccination. People often sickened from the exposure to such a deadly disease and many died from the process. Still, he insisted. A little house was rented out for that purpose and Adrienne and her mother accompanied him to be sure that he was looked after should his health turn. Luckily, it did not and by all accounts, it was here that the newlyweds finally got to get it on. Adrienne looked back on their time in this small house as one of the fondest memories in her life.
Adrienne gave birth to their first child, Henriette, while Lafayette was still in Europe and was pregnant with her second when he left for America. Many tongues in France wagged when the Marquis vanished to the American colonies, especially since he had all but abandoned his new family. Adrienne, however, withstood their criticism and did everything in her power to bolster his reputation regardless. She was tremendously grieved by his absence, but she never showed her feelings in public and defended him when she thought it necessary. Sadly, little Henriette passed while Lafayette was serving in the Continental Army. His second daughter, Anastasie, was born shortly after, followed by his son, George Washington de Lafayette, and a third daughter, Virginie after the state of Virginie.
Yes, Lafayette was involved with other women. For more on that, check the links at the top of this post.
Adrienne remained supportive during Lafayette’s time in the United States. Letters from Adrienne to her wayward husband take on a bit of a frustrated undertone after he returned to America from his trip to France to petition King Louis for aid and the possibility of an American alliance. His replies are more often than not apologetic. Still, she protected his reputation in France and stood by his beliefs when he was not there to defend them himself. She was not an incredibly outspoken woman, but she still put her foot down in her own way.
After the war, the Lafayettes were famous. In both America and France, the Marquis de Lafayette found himself dubbed a hero. American ambassadors, diplomats, spokesmen, merchants, and so many others came to stay with him and his wife and commented that while many French nobles sent their children off with private tutors, Adrienne and Gilbert ushered their kiddos into the room personally and introduced them to their guests. They also let their kids hang out with them while they entertained and let them eat with them…not typical behavior for two people of such high standing. Many who met Adrienne during this time said that she was a woman of refinement, pleasant and well-mannered. Fun fact: most Americans that came to visit Lafayette found themselves somewhat disappointed. They had expected to be treated to the finest delights French culture had to offer. What they found instead was that Lafayette had modeled his home, furnishings, customs, and even food after the American fashion. These travelers left America, arrived in France, and got…well, more America.
Some of Adrienne’s most heroic achievements happened during the hell-storm that was the French Revolution. Eventually, I’ll write a post about all of the specifics, but while Lafayette was arrested trying to escape the guillotine, Adrienne’s closest family was executed by the very instrument of destruction her husband had sought to avoid. She would have been killed herself had she not stood her ground before the governing authority…and had it not been for the outcry of some of her American acquaintances. When it became clear that Lafayette was not going to be released from prison, she joined him there with her two daughters. George Washington Lafayette was smuggled to America with a falsified passport. Her time there ultimately proved fatal.
If you’re not sure whether or not Lafayette had feelings for Adrienne, read the account of her death that he wrote. Lead poisoning that she’d been exposed to during her time in prison eventually caught up with Adrienne, but not before she had tirelessly hunted down a sizable portion of their property that had been seized during the chaos of the Revolution. In a letter some time after her passing, Lafayette explained in detail how her final few days were spent. It cut me to the quick when I first read it–it made me sob. He fills every paragraph with his grief, his adoration, and the stricken tones of a man torn from a vital piece of himself.
Adrienne died on Christmas Eve, 1807…her son’s birthday. I’ll let Lafayette describe it. ‘For so long as her right hand had any power of movement left, she laid
mine first to her mouth, then to her heart. My left hand had all
the while been holding hers. I could feel it move, and it was as
though that movement were repeating the last words she ever
spoke: “I am all yours."’ ‘It was without any appearance of suffering, with a smile of
sweetness on her lips and my hand still clutched in hers, that this
angel of tenderness and goodness departed this life. We let our
tears fall upon the lifeless body. I felt myself being led away by
Messieurs de Mun and de Tracy: my dear son supported me in
his arms. They let me kiss her once again, and there I bade
farewell to her, and to all my happiness in this world.’
Authors note: hello all, this is part 2, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Depending on the reviews I receive, a part 3 may be in the works! Part one found HERE
Waking up to an empty bed is a constant reoccurrence. Lately, there’s barely been a time Harry has managed to wake up beside me. Nothing but coldness lays between me and the soft sheets on this relatively cold morning. I sit up in the king size bed, taking my sweet time as I give myself a pep talk to get ready and go to work. I force myself out of the bed and reminisce over the events of last night. What a shame I had to have such a bitter ending to my conversational attempt. Then again— it could have been worse. As I find one of my many work suitable articles of clothing I hear my phone ding, a text message coming through. Please don’t be my boss, please don’t be my boss.
“You’re not at work I see, tardiness is not key, my love. Lunch, say 12:45? X. CEO. Styles & Co. - Harry.”
“It’s Saturday, I don’t go in for another hour. Yes. P.S I’m aware you’re the CEO ;)”
“It’s the signature from settings, Ms Smart ass. Don’t be late to lunch, please. CEO. Styles.& Co -Harry”
“I’m late once and you don’t let it go. I’m going to work, goodbye CEO. Styles & Co. X”
I step into the area of the building I work in, giving a polite smile towards the secretary at her desk as she looks up. “Ma'am, the boss would like to see you in his office.” She kindly smiles, her words instantly making me a little worried and nervous. Please, God, don’t make this a bad conversation. I walk to the bosses office and he instantly gestures me in the moment I reach the door.
“Close the door.” He instructs, my palms instantly becoming sweaty as I ponder many thoughts. I take a seat in his leather guest chairs just as he finishes off an email of some sort. His eyes glance at me, his lips forming a small smile.