From what Piper read in newspapers, the truth was not far off from the carnage depicted in these cartoons. The streets of Paris were stained red from the rivers of blood being spilt and the people put to death by
Committee of Public Safety now numbered in the thousands. Most of Piper's maternal relatives had managed to emigrate over to England at the start of the revolution. Still, she wondered if she had any distant kin she would never know because they were now headless corpses.
Annabeth decided to purchase a print by Cruikshank which featured several ladies pushing and shoving each as they tried to reach the top of a spiral staircase. It's title was The Quality Ladder."I wonder what they're try to get to?" Piper said when Annabeth showed it to her.
"A handsome, wealthy, and titled husband," Annabeth replied. "A grand house with an army of servants, rich clothes and jewels, and the like."
"It all seems so frivolous. Surely, they don't need those thing to be happy."
"My dear Piper, your naivety is one of the reasons you're so charming."
She then began to look through some fashion plates. There was talk of the Graces throwing a ball with in the next month and Annabeth wanted to make herself a new gown. They discussed the new fashion for high waists: Piper liked this simpler silhouette but Annabeth imagined that it would make even the slenderest woman look like she was great with child.
Piper opened her drawn-string handbag made from embroidered silk and found an envelope she had previously forgotten about.
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Pride and Percabeth
Historical FictionFiesty Annabeth Chase is thrilled when she is invited to the Duke of Olympus's house party. While her best friend Piper begins a romance with Lord Jason Grace, the Duke's son and heir, Annabeth crosses paths with Lieutenant Perseus Jackson, a das...
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