But How Could She Just Disappear?

It was September 27, 1792 when it all happened. I was in my servant quarters while the party was going on and thousands of screams rose above the music. Queen Marie was downstairs, hosting the party. I had gotten a day off of my servitude. I got up and ran down the stairs. There were hundreds of French people, wearing tattered clothing. Frantically, I searched for Queen Marie, screaming out ‘You’re Highness!’ All around me yells and screeches rang past my ears.  “But how could Marie just disappear?” another screamed. I grabbed her and we hid in the quarters till morning dawned.

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