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The next day a dozen peonies arrived at the Waldorf residence. Blair smiled softly as she inhaled their sweet scent, but her jaw dropped when she saw the card- printed on official stationary from the royal family. She had expected to never hear from any of them again. And as she opened it she felt a hint of dread. What would it be now? More demands disguised by a bouquet of flowers?
Relief flooded through her though, as she read:
I'm sorry. Je vous souhaite le meilleur.
-Louis
She felt her chest swell, and wiped away a tear she hadn't expected to trickle down her face.
The next morning, a package arrived at the Grimaldi palace. After passing multiple inspections, the unsigned, cream colored envelope was delivered to Louis. He was sitting in his office when he received it, and instantly recognized the letterhead and faint smell of perfume.
I'm sorry too. Je vous souhaite le meilleur.
-Blair
In their separate corners of the world, both the Prince and Queen exhaled, finally, at peace.