"A King foolish enough to sign the destructive Ordinances and cowardly enough not to defend his Crown to the end." - the Duc de Saint-Aignan said with disgust. The countless letters he had to write during these days, the weary session of the Council of State, the sleepless nights - all of it made him look more like a ghost than a man, a shadow of himself. "Is this the King I have served selflessly, sometimes despite my own interests? Is this the man for whom I bowed before De Valence, Sully and Saint-Fulgent?" Compromising your own importance to unite these who still supported the King, Serving even when your advise was ignored. Having to deal with the most unsavory tasks. All of it - for a King who, after years of pretending to be a paladin of Ultraroyalism, was once again ready to submit the Monarchy to a girondist surrender... or even worse.
Taking a glass of wine, the (yet) Minister of the Interior sipped it without feeling the taste. He believed in the Divine Right of Kings for a long time - he still believed in it. But God sometimes sends madness to punish His anointed, for misdeeds of either their ancestors or themselves. Perhaps Charles the Tenth was diseased with such a malady of mind - but Saint-Aignan now suspected it was simply defaults of character.
A Sovereign who was so brave at the times of peace, when he, against best advise, issued the damned Ordinances, now, after losing the first battle, trembled at the sign of the Parisian mob. He was nor here nor there - and now the Duc de Saint-Aignan was sure that he may be dethroned. When one is considered a tyrant, it is already a bad thing - but a tyrant without dignity and resolution is a most sad occurrence.
Suddenly the Duc de Saint-Aignan had a most wild thought. Maybe the King was punished for... accepting that the most beloved child of his trusted supporter, the Prince of Conde, was robbed of his inheritance? The workings of the committee were not yet finished, but by the end of it, Saint-Aignan already discovered a number of inaccuracies. If a Sovereign has indeed allied with crooks or even... murderers, could have the Creator deprived him of His grace?
But no, it could not have been fully so. A murder? Surely Charles would not have accepted a murder of Louis-Joseph, his friend and a son of his friend? The King may have been foolish, but never evil.
The Duc de Saint-Aignan, a person, who in the past was called an austere cynic, suddenly stood on his knees and started to pray. He prayed for himself, asking the Lord to stop him doubting his Sovereign and give him proper understanding of what to do. He prayed for the King and the House of Bourbon, hoping that the rightful line would not lose its inheritance. He prayed for France, wondering if it ever recovers stability.
But God did not answer, he was nowhere to be seen. Possibly the bloody stench coming from Paris has now reached even heavens.
"Monsieur le Duc, should I bring you something to eat?" - the voice of a servant made the Minister arise. He smiled - with his usual crooked half-smile.
"Not yet, Jacques. I still have some correspondence to finish."