The King's Esquires; Or, The Jewel of FranceFenn, George Manville
History
The King's Esquires; Or, The Jewel of France
Fenn, George Manville
France -- History -- Francis I, 1515-1547 -- Fiction
Irrespective of his position, the visitor would have known him at once
from the descriptions he had heard from ambassadors to the English Court
of what the English King was like; and forgetful of everything else, all
courtly custom, his secret mission, and his assumed character, Francis
made a slight obeisance and stepped forward eagerly to greet his brother
King.
On the other hand King Henry gazed curiously at his visitor who bore
such worthy credentials, and he put out his hand as he stood drawing
himself up proudly, expecting to see the Comte sink upon one knee and
press it to his lips; but, to his utter astonishment, Francis came close
up, apparently not in the slightest degree dazzled or abashed by his
magnificence, to stop short when within easy reach, and, instead of
sinking down, exclaimed, "Aha! The brave, soldierly King Hal!" clapped
both hands upon his brother monarch's shoulders, let them glide quickly
onward till they joined behind the King's neck, and the next moment the
embrace tightened as he kissed the plump cheeks that were beginning to
flame smartly in turn.
"This," he cried, "is a great joy that pays me for my long journey
here."
The English King drew back in astonishment, and glanced quickly to right
and left of his assembled courtiers, as if asking the meaning of this
outrage, this strange conduct so completely in opposition to all Court
etiquette.
He was completely stunned for the moment, and his inclination was to
exclaim, "Is this man mad?" But as he looked round it was to see face
after face expanded or contracted by the mirthful feeling within his
followers' breasts, and then rendered grotesque by their owners' efforts
to turn solemn and serious once more.
A change came over the King's countenance. It was as a reflection of
the smiles upon his courtiers' lips.
"He is a Frenchman," he said to himself, "and does not understand our
ways, though I should have thought--" he continued to himself, and then
broke off, to follow the example set him by his visitor, and clumsily
and with ill grace returned the salute, before bidding him welcome in
English, which Francis understood fairly well, turning occasionally to
Leoni, who stood close behind him, ready to interpret whenever his
master was at fault.
The interview went off very well, for Henry took at once to the bright,
vivacious French monarch, finding in him one ready to talk eagerly about
his pursuits, the pair being well in accord as to their tastes; and the
meeting was nearly brought to an end by the King telling his visitor
that the letter from his brother Francis was sufficient to make one of
his favourite nobles quite welcome to the hospitality of the English
Court.
"Believe me, I am glad to welcome my royal brother's favourite. A suite
of apartments will be prepared for you, sir, by my people, and a place
on my right hand at my table. Rest assured that your stay shall be made
pleasant here."
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