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Chapter 1408 Inde Irae(1/2)

 Chapter 1409 “New Innovation”

Pomona remembered the last time she attended a dance wearing a pearl hairpin.

Severus needed a dance partner, and because he was focused on experiments and had a strange temper, he had few friends, let alone female friends, so he asked Albus to help him introduce a female partner.

She went after getting Albus's permission. In fact, she could stay later, but she still returned to school before the midnight clock struck, ending that charming night prematurely.

She wanted to go back to that ball. Although she was still surrounded by annoying people, she had an ugly but cute dance partner. And even if they get along in the future, even if Severus has other women in his heart

, at least his body has not betrayed her.

She's had enough!

She used to laugh at those people at the ball, and she was so intoxicated in her dreams that she didn't want to wake up. Now she wants to leave here and not become one of them. Napoleon's empire is no longer in her era, and he promised to Severus

The position of Governor Si may be a joke in the eyes of Death Eaters, not to mention what place does this Governor govern? Is it a small island whose inhabitants are all primitive people?

Even if Severus doesn't want her, she still deserves it. Some mistakes can't be made even once. How miserable Josephine is now will determine her future situation.

As she walked through the corridors of the opera house, the soprano's singing came from the box. It sounded very beautiful, but she felt nothing.

She wanted to find a door and push it open like she did last time. What was outside was connected to another world.

However, she suspected that what she saw when she opened the doors was something she shouldn't have seen. In addition to socializing, the opera house was also a good place for clandestine rendezvous.

"I shouldn't have come." She whispered, and just as she was thinking of a solution to the current predicament, Major General Naborna Lara chased after her, but Mrs. Tallian did not follow.

"lady……"

"Don't call me that," Georgiana said in disgust.

Naborna Lara was silent for a while and then said, "Are you planning to return to the palace?"

"No."

"Then what are you going to do?"

She curled her lips in disgust and didn't even want to say anything.

"If you pose like this, even if Leonardo da Vinci were to come back to life, he wouldn't be able to draw a moving portrait of you." A man walked out of the box next to him. He had messy curly hair and a dark red dress.

Wrinkled and looks quite casual.

"Who are you?" She felt offended.

"Jacques-Louis David." The man sneered. "Light, understand, light!"

Georgiana suddenly woke up.

"I remember it was not you who came that day..."

"That's my student."

Georgiana was extremely embarrassed.

"Why didn't you look at that painting that day in the salon?" Jacques-Louis David asked.

"Which painting?"

"Enter the First Consul riding past St. Bernard," said David.

Georgiana had nothing to say.

"Tell me what you think."

"How did you get him to pose like that?" Georgiana said painfully.

Delmid also had a wooden pony among her toys. Its four legs were placed on a curved piece of wood and could rock back and forth like a rocking chair. She felt that David painted that painting more to praise Napoleon than to praise him.

It was like a bad joke was played on him.

"What about the other painting you saw?" David asked with a smile.

"Which one?"

"Napoleon in Italy."

She couldn't help but think of the frail young officer wearing a black tuxedo in the gloomy scene, with his hands crossed and refusing to communicate with others.

"Did you draw that?" Georgiana asked.

"Not the name Jacques-Louis David," he said with a sarcastic smile.

"That painting looks much more real than the one on horseback. I had intended to buy it," said Georgiana.

"Why don't you buy it?"

"Why would I hang his portrait on the wall when I see a real, bad-tempered little bastard every day?"

Now David and Naborna Lara laughed together.

"I don't like your Oath of the Brothers of Horas, but I like your Death of Marat and Death of Socrates very much." Georgiana said to this famous painter.

"Do you like death themes?" David left the box and seemed to be no longer interested in opera.

"I want to burn that painting." Georgiana said extremely seriously.

"Why?"

"You men want to do great things, why have you ever asked a woman what she thinks?" She said insincerely. The real reason was because the posture of the three brothers reminded her of the military salute of ancient Rome.

"If you wanted to paint a portrait, what subject would you want to use?" David looked at Georgiana.

"I don't need you to paint a portrait." She pursed her lips and said, "I have my own painter."

"Who? Do I know him?"

"Of course you know her." Georgiana said with a smile, "And you see each other often."

David was extremely confused, and Georgiana turned and left with a mysterious smile.

She really didn't have the leisure to waste time in the opera house, and planned to go back to the library to read under the escort of Major General Naborna Lara. However, as soon as she got on the carriage, Madam Tallien came in a hurry.

She originally thought that Mrs. Tallian also wanted to get in the carriage, but later she discovered that there was someone behind her, none other than Miss Desert Luo, who had met Georgiana in Lyon.

Mrs. Tallian took Miss Shamorro into the carriage, and then closed the door.

"I think you should listen to this." Teresa said, then looked at Miss Shamorro, "Go ahead."

"I know it's rude to say this... Could you do us a favor?" Miss Shamorro said in a beautiful voice.

"It depends on what you mean by busy?" Georgiana asked.

"I have a friend that I have known for many years, Miss Cheverny. She is a famous ballet dancer at the Opera House. However, she injured her knee during a rehearsal, so she had to leave the stage to recuperate for a while. She was absent from our last performance in Lyon.

"She didn't go." Miss Shamorro whispered, "Mr. Greene, the owner of the theater, is very impatient with her absence. The doctors said that her injury is very serious and it is difficult to say when she will be able to return to the stage because of this

After the report, she was immediately removed from the reserve list, but Miss Chevigny said that she only needed another two or three weeks of rest before she could recover. She and her husband, Mr. Chelerier, asked all the celebrities they knew for help, so

She found me too."

"She is considered a work-related injury...forget it." Georgiana originally wanted to go through legal channels, but she soon changed her mind.

At this moment, she was living in the early 19th century when child labor was common. There were no provisions on labor rights in the Civil Code, and there was no labor law to rely on.

In this situation, Miss Chevini seemed to have no other option but to seek help.

"Are the couple going to live on her salary?" Georgiana asked.

"Mr. Schelerier is a famous architect... She is a very good dancer, and she has danced all her life." Miss Shamorro explained.

"Then has she ever thought that she has occupied the channels for others to rise?" Georgiana said coldly, "There are many young actresses who dream of becoming ballet principals waiting to compete for this position."

"Cheverny knows many people at the Opera House." Madame Tallien suddenly said, "She has experienced the Revolution and is a colleague of Talma. If you want to install people in the theater, this is a good opportunity."

Georgiana was stunned, and she looked at Mrs. Tallian with completely unfamiliar eyes.

"I still remember that you were worried that like General Rana, you would encounter builders who falsely reported their budgets. If you did this favor to Scheleril, he would definitely remember your kindness." Mrs. Tallian said firmly.

Georgiana looked at Major General Naborna Lara, who opened the closed car door. The cold wind outside the car door dispersed the smell of perfume in the car.

"Talma is a close friend of David." Mr. Major General said, "His performance in "Charles IX" ignited the audience's passion against the royal government, and he adapted "Othello", "Macbeth" and "Hamlet"

It was brought to the stage in the form of a French classical tragedy.”

"You are trying to tell me that the ballet dreams of a few low-class girls are not important, right?" Georgiana asked.

"Fate is unfair, Georgiana, don't be so naive." Mrs. Tallian said coldly, "If I hadn't handed over that little note, I would have been on the guillotine long ago."

"Do you think it's useful for me to pass the note?" Georgiana said in disbelief.

Mrs. Talyan laughed, "You will only know if it is useful after you hand it over. My dear, I could eat the note in the cabbage, but I chose to hand it to Talyan. Talyan would not do it for a few people."

Ballet dancers stage Thermidor coup.”

Georgiana suddenly remembered something. Many people said that Ms. Chanel once said that there are many duchesses in the world, but there is only one Chanel. In her old age, Ms. Chanel said that if she had really said such a thing, the Duke of Westminster would definitely

She will laugh at her.

So, will the Duke of Westminster stage a coup for Chanel?

Every girl wants to be the special one, and Lily Potter is the special one in Severus's eyes. Originally, Josephine was the special one in Napoleon's heart, but she was ruined by herself.

"Do you think I am Robin Hood or Turrus?" Georgiana asked the people in the carriage.
To be continued...
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