In an undisclosed location somewhere around the Tuileries Palace. The royal family was being escorted by Augustin and his remaining men.
Arriving at the carriage, Augustin opened the door.
"Your Majesty, please board this carriage now," Augustin ordered gently.
"How were you able to fend off the attack?" King Louis asked, his eyes widening as he couldn't believe what just happened.
The Tuileries Palace was invaded by hundreds of revolutionary guards and mobs. Repelling them would be nothing but a miracle.
"Who cares how they repelled it," Queen Antoinette interjected, keeping a leash on her child who was still shocked by the event. "The important thing is that we are safe."
Giving up on finding out the answer, the King boarded the carriage. The carriage was not as heavy and conspicuous as the one they had used during their previous escape attempt to the Austrian Netherlands. It was a lighter carriage, designed for swiftness rather than grandeur.
