Anne-Marie Constance de Mailly

= Kith and Kin =
The role of women is society is vital for a variety of reasons, but above all is the continuation of mankind itself, without women, the world's population would stagnate and die out, yet without men, the same thing vice-versa occurs — Nonetheless, the social order in place is that of a man's world, where women are used as tools and are rarely (or just not at all) cherished for their full potential, in a man's world, where does the woman befall?
The social estates of the Grandelumerian realm, three, solidified with time in their respective positions, with little social mobility able to be witnessed for most of it's longevity — The Clergy (First Estate), The Noblesse (Second Estate) and the remainder population (Third Estate) — The wished-for lifestyle, a member of the noblesse! Out of thousands of existing noble families, there were but two hundred and fifty that allowed themselves the opulent, out-of-this-world élan in a plethora of palaces assorted through various regions of Europe's second largest country, and one of it's best candidates for the most big-wheel establishments; upholstery, wallpaper, gardens, and extravaganzas dyed with all the colors of the rainbow, the limits of the squandering of Grandelumiere's haute monde were, well, their imagination! Yet, palace life was not extended to the over five thousand titled families living outside of those lavish walls, and the Mailly's future was not so clear, and the birth of Anne-Marie, spelled one thing and one thing only to her parents; an instrument to allow themselves to enjoy their once taken for granted style of living, yet, there was a reason for why the Mailly's were in such a spot, it even had a name for itself; the War of the Grandelumièrian Succession.
Growing up in a country economically struck by war was hardly desirable, even in Grandelumiere, a country known for it's prosperous financial history was a country, and was subject to recessions — In a time when the complete education of a woman was the least of concerns to marriage-minded parents, it was not surprising when Anne-Marie was taken out of the monastery she was installed in, when she became of age, not a minute less and not a minute more, her presentation at court was of coal-or-ice for the Mailly's — Anne-Marie, having grown increasingly self-aware of her parent's doings and their goals was made all too aware of the fact, that presentation, and the need for her to get married was pivotal for the family, injecting themselves into court life, not as the most notable family, by their titles, but by the magnet that was Anne Marie for suitors, it did not take too long before her parents realized what was the limit of her attention, and settled with the most fitting choice, the Marquis d'Argenson, that was a gamechanger.
= The Calm before the Storm =
The sound of the clip-clop of the horses as they near the entrance of the Château de Argenteuil over the beige-hued rocks is a colloquial noise heard each workaday in that palace, but the sound of carriages wasn't what was heard when on a calm afternoon, on the later years of the 1760's, an unusual noise started, you had to pay close attention, it sounded like it increased in intensity.. Anne-Marie (unbeknownst to her at the time) was with child, though in her first months, then the sounds kept getting louder — Anne-Marie summoned her lady's maid, to be sent off to investigate the, now, deafening sound, the life drained out of the soil of her maid was visible, taking some steps towards the window, she gasped, and was forcibly pushed out of the way by her maid who was proceeded to get cut by several shards of glass as the tall window was punctured by a traversing rock, this, was followed by screams inside the palace, the two ladies, far too afraid to leave the rooms, instead chose to hide (it proved shabbily) and they were subsequently captured, yet this wasn't a mob who was here to do chit-chat with the noblesse, oh no! They were here for blood, thus, they were everything but careful with the Marquise and her employee, stripping them of their fine silks and forcing them onto commoner clothes, before being force marched all the way to the Tour de Temple, separated upon entry, the two women wouldn't see or hear from eachother for the length of The Revolution, and consequently, would never, as the luck of the Marquise's employee ran low, and disease caught the best of her, the odds were not exactly favouring the Marquise either, unaware of the status of her husband as was away in Louisiane and Acadie.
Although it is not known to the public as a whole, the Marquise was allowed a pencil and a dirty notebook that she used as a memoir during her sentence and is currently in posession of, 
Surviving through The Revolution wasn't an easy task, and once the succession line of ailing emperors with little de facto power had come to and end and settled down, the nobles, who were bound to Argenteuil for one capital reason, the presence of the emperor, and the fact most if not all official appointments were made there, effectively forced the court to stay in Argenteuil as leaving the premises spelled doom for any sort of royal favour, and noble families who lived outside the palaces and important cities were notorious for their poverty, after all they were being locked out of all relevant important goverment and military positions, these nobles addressed as hobereaux often went into debt; The Marquise and Marquis were both reunited at the end of The Revolution and just in time for the complicated labour that was giving birth to Mathéo, the couple's first child born in Argenteuil and raised elsewhere by hired employees of the couple, beginning a second period of 'calm' in the marriage and her life altogether.
= A Long Haul =
The Marquise and Marquis after the social season of 1773 ended and the off season started, ontop of Anne-Marie's recovery from giving birth to the couple's second offspring, Adele, set off for the Americas, where the possesions of the kingdom thrived, and partly to escape court life while for the rest of the court it was explicitly marked as a sightseeing trip, as their official reason, aswell to see their sugar plantations in the new world, as the Marquis, sentient on the kingdom's overwhelming necessity for the piquancy spelled the words 'lucrative business' in his eyes, and with a succesful audit up their sleeve the couple sails triumphantly back to the Kingdom of Grandelumiere, unaware of what was in store for them.
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