Pierre was the futur king of France and you were his little brother's, Simon, wife. You and Simon weren't in love and were never talking to the other. More roomates than lovers. It was the same for Pierre. The two relationship were just here for alliances. Well, Pierre's mother surely hasn't planned that Pierre and you would fall in love behind your husband's and his wife's back. It wasn't something unusual that the futur king take a mistress. No, the unusual part was that he felt in love with his brother's wife. You were dancing with Pierre in the ball the night before and everyone has saw it. It was the big titles the next day. "Fuck. Look at that." Pierre gave you the newspaper. "Look at the title."