My Declaration as Queen of France is not to be questioned. I will always be the Queen of France, irregardless of the surreptiously deceitful banded groups of others.
The Sad Enemy of Today: Paper Pushers Denying the Truth
For 3 yrs, in the countryside near Jublains, France.I kept my foothold in a horrible cold castle, before they sent me into exile.
These official letters were 1 of many, that I received during those years.Plus many visits from the Marie himself, who slighted me in saying, he preferred a male King, along with his arrogance of ignore.
You can be angry at me all you want,
but technically the only way to officially declare myself as the Monarch of France, was to claim a French property as my own.
Buying or Renting a property does not make for a legimate Royal takeover. A battle & warring state is required over the property during this modern day time of Socialism, just as it was in other historical times.
As a Monarch, I could have claimed any French Property as my own, which has always been the fashion of the Capetian Royalty. Even stepping foot into a castle to spend the night, brings with it the prominance of Royal ownership during a Royal sojourn. A diligence of respect by all landowners is to immediately provide for their French King or Queen.
Unfortunate circumstances, however brought me to take my long duree' as rightful Queen of France in this particularly desperate 500yr old humble abode of cold withering stone & slate tile, with not even a glorious french shutter present.
As a Monarch, I could have claimed any French Property as my own, which has always been the fashion of the Capetian Royalty. Even stepping foot into a castle to spend the night, brings with it the prominance of Royal ownership during a Royal sojourn. A diligence of respect by all landowners is to immediately provide for their French King or Queen.
Unfortunate circumstances, however brought me to take my long duree' as rightful Queen of France in this particularly desperate 500yr old humble abode of cold withering stone & slate tile, with not even a glorious french shutter present.