At nightfall, Fanny was about to leave the main building of the Palais Royal after taking Mr. Andy Frost's dinner, when she was suddenly pulled away by Miss Christina de Tolestell.
Fanny was slightly surprised: "Miss, it's dinner time, you should go to the restaurant..."
"What did you do, let Andy and Reginald duel while you were following me?"
Fanny looked aggrieved: "I couldn't have bumped into him originally, but when I was around the Royal Palace, I happened to bump into Sir Fabry's speech. He stopped and took a look, and finally bumped into me."
Fanny's expression and movement almost said "It's all Fabli's fault".
Christina sighed: "I really didn't expect Reginald to challenge a civilian to a duel. I thought he looked down on civilians so much that he would never allow his family's name to be associated with civilians!"
"Well," Fanny said slightly embarrassed, "it was Mr. Frost who threw the gloves."
Christina was stunned for a moment: "To whom?"
"For Reginald, and I was watching from the side, he seemed to be deliberately targeting the leader of that group of nobles."
Christina opened her mouth wide: "This... is actually like this! But in the process of saving me from the battlefield, Frost did show very superb swordsmanship, and instantly killed the robbers who wanted to rob us..."
Fanny looked at her lady suspiciously: "Are you sure you saw a cobbler's son performing superb swordsmanship? Isn't this too ridiculous?"
Christina hesitated: "It...it was very dark at the time, and the process lasted only a moment, so I'm not sure..."
Fanny: "Reginore's scoundrel thinks that the robber fell and hit Mr. Frost's knife. Is this possible?"
Christina pursed her lips: "I was very nervous at that time. I had just fired a shot with my own pistol and hit nothing. I was reloading desperately, so I really couldn't see too clearly..."
Fanny: "I understand, everything was a scene that you beautified without authorization. Mr. Frost just barely killed the robber. But you added a lot of details to the salon that welcomed you back this afternoon. Thinking about it like this
It’s normal for Genold to target Mr. Frost.”
"You mean it's my fault?"
"I didn't say anything, miss. No matter what, it is a fait accompli that Mr. Frost will face Reginald, who has won three duels tomorrow. All I can do is give him a little extra food tonight.
It's one o'clock." Fanny glanced at Christina and said, "Miss, you should go to dinner too. If you go late, you will be missed by the lady again."
Christina looked very depressed: "This damn Reginald, how can I make him understand that I don't like him at all and have no interest in him?"
Fanny: "When you go to Brienne Military Academy, he will naturally understand. Now he seems to think that you are teasing him by claiming that you are going to the military academy."
"How can we interpret that as teasing!" Christina slightly raised her voice, which was heard by people in the restaurant.
"Christina!" the Duchess's voice floated out of the dining room, "The whole family is waiting for you to come and say the pre-dinner prayer!"
"I'm coming Mom!"
Christina responded loudly, then let go of Fanny's hand, straightened her clothes, and walked into the restaurant with her head held high.
Fanny curled her lips, took the large dinner plate, and left quickly.
**
When An Ning saw the dinner brought by Fanny, she was in a good mood: "Oh, it looks quite rich! I thought I was going to have black bread as a companion tonight."
Fanny: "If the Duke's guests eat black bread, the Duke will lose face if word spreads."
"That's right, I thought this was my last supper." An Ning joked with a smile.
Fanny: "You are still in the mood to joke. Reginald is obsessed with getting the love of the lady. He will definitely find an opportunity to kill him tomorrow. Even if the priest of Sieyès tries his best to stop it, it will be useless."
An Ning smiled and said: "Rather than worrying about this, I am more worried about whether there will be any problems if I, as a commoner, kill a noble."
Fanny frowned slightly: "Theoretically, killing the opponent in a duel is honorable and legal, but..."
While tearing the bread, An Ning completed what the maid had left unfinished: "But that is a matter between two nobles."
Fanny nodded: "Yes, generally nobles only duel with nobles, but civilians generally don't duel. Commoners like to fight directly. Like this, civilians throw their gloves into the nobles' faces..."
An Ning stuffed the bread into her mouth, and then found that the bread eaten by the Duke's family was also very hard. Does all French bread have this kind of texture?
Where on earth am I going to eat the soft, chewy and fragrant bread that I remember?
The main course of dinner was steak. An Ning threw down the bread, picked up the knife and fork and started cutting the steak.
Fanny looked at An Ning's behavior and asked doubtfully: "It looks like you have eaten steak?"
An Ning: "Should I not have eaten it?"
The maid held it in for a few seconds: "Nowadays, many civilians have eaten steak. I don't know if a cobbler's family can afford it..."
The answer is that they can't afford it. Among the memories An Ning inherited from the original owner, there is no memory of their family eating steak.
But that's not important.
An Ning tasted the steak happily.
Compared with the steaks that An Ning ate in later generations, the spices in this steak were a bit less, but the heat was definitely more appropriate than the Chinese steaks that An Ning had eaten, and the whole steak had an excellent taste.
Fanny silently poured a glass of water for An Ning and placed it next to her, then silently watched An Ning eat.
An Ning glanced at Fanny: "Where is your food?"
"The servants will have dinner at nine o'clock, and I will eat then."
An Ning said "Oh".
Fanny added: "But seeing you eating so happily, I am indeed a little hungry."
An Ning: "Then sit down and eat together. I'm not a nobleman. You don't need to care about so many rules."
Fanny: "I don't really want to eat at the same table with someone who is going to die tomorrow."
An Ning smiled and said: "I won't die. I'm still waiting for you to give me the benefits you promised. You said in the afternoon that you will give me benefits if I survive."
"I quite envy your optimism."
An Ning laughed loudly.
"By the way, will you only take care of me until I go to Brienne Military Academy, or will you also take care of me when I go to the military academy?" An Ning brought up a new topic.
Fanny: "It's not too late to discuss this issue after you have dinner tomorrow."
"Okay, okay, let's discuss something else. What do you think would be better for me to wear tomorrow?"
Fanny: "Does it make a difference?"
"Of course, I will become the focus of public opinion tomorrow. After all, I want to kill the son of a marquis."
Fanny: "...Are...are you serious? Do you really think you can win tomorrow?"
An Ning nodded: "Believe me, I will win."
Fanny tilted her head slightly, and after thinking for a while, she said seriously to An Ning: "Then I suggest you kill him directly, because if you let him live, you will definitely fall into endless revenge. Reggie will not let him go.