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Written on Silk
Copyright © 2007 by Linda Chaikin
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Mobipocket Edition February 2009 ISBN: 978-0-310-29877-9
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Zondervan, Grand Rapids, Michigan 49530
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Chaikin, L. L.
Written on silk / Linda Lee Chaikin.
p. cm. — (The silk house series)
ISBN-13: 978-0-310-26301-2
1. France — History — Francis II, 1559 – 1560 — Fiction. 2. Catherine de Medicis, Queen, consort of Henry II, King of France, 1519 – 1589 — Fiction. 3. Dressmakers — Fiction. 4. Huguenots — Fiction. 5. Courts and courtiers — Fiction. 6. Royal weddings — Fiction. I. Title.
PS3553.H2427W75 2006
813'.54 — dc22
2006032095
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CONTENTS
Title Page
Copyright Page
Glossary of French Terms
Historical Characters
Author’s Note
A Gown for the English Queen
The Prince of Darkness Grim
Au Revoir, My Love
A Question of Poison
Andelot’s Nightmare
The Summons from Paris
The Belle Red Box
The Privateers’ Expectation
Hearts at Conflict
The Long Road Home
The Announcement
Entrapments
A Great Discovery
The Wiles of the Enemy
Far Horizons
A Net Is Cast
The Unwanted Suitor
Omens from a Far Country
The Secret
Together . . . at Last
About the Publisher
Share Your Thoughts
Glossary of French Terms
Historical Characters
Duchesse Montpensier — of the House of Bourbon, a Huguenot
M. Jacques Lefevre — translated first Bible into French
M. John Calvin — writer of Institutes of the Christian Religion (Chris tianae Religionis Institutio)
Prince Louis de Condé — French general, of the House of Bourbon
Prince Antoine de Bourbon — older brother of Louis. He later became King of Navarre through marriage to Huguenot Queen Jeanne d’Albret of Navarre.
Prince Henry of Navarre — son of Antoine and Jeanne of Navarre
Admiral Gaspard de Coligny — had Normandy and Picardy under his security
Cardinal de Châtillon (Odet Coligny) — brother of Gaspard and d’Andelot Coligny
Mary Stuart (la petite reinette) — married Dauphin Francis Valois who became King Francis II
Charles de Montpensier (Duc de Bourbon) — had rights to the throne that equaled, if not exceeded, those of the Valois
Mme. Diane de Poitiers — mistress of King Henry
Henry of Anjou — third son of Catherine de Medici and King Henry II (Valois)
Duc Francis de Guise — of the infamous Borgias family from Florence, Italy
Catherine de Medici — Queen and Regent of France over Francis II and Charles II Valois
Princesse Marguerite Valois — daughter of Catherine de Medici and King Henry II (Valois), also called Margo
Monsieur Henry Guise — later a duc, younger son of Duc Francis de Guise
Anne d’Estee — wife of Duc de Guise (Francis)
Charles de Guise — Cardinal de Lorraine, younger brother of Duc Francis de Guise
Mme. Charlotte de Presney — member of Catherine’s escadron volant
Madalenna — Italian serving girl of Catherine de Medici.
Prince Henry of Navarre — son of Antoine de Bourbon and Jeanne d’Albret, King and Queen of Navarre
Monsieur John Calvin — theologian at Geneva
Maître Avenelle — the betrayer of the Huguenots
Princesse Eleonore Condé — a niece of Admiral Gaspard Coligny
Messire de la Renaudie — a leader of the Huguenots, a retainer of Prince Louis de Condé
Ambroise le Pare — physician and surgeon to kings, a Huguenot
Princesse Elisabeth Valois — daughter of Catherine and Henry Valois, married Philip II of Spain
Montmorency family and the Constable of France — a Catholic who sided with the Bourbons in the end
Machiavelli — Niccolo Machiavelli, a cunning and cruel man; he was associated with corrupt, totalitarian government because of a small pamphlet he wrote called “The Prince” to gain influence with the ruling Medici family in Florence
Alessandro (the abuser) — a brother of Catherine de Medici
Cosmo and Lorenzo Ruggerio — brothers from Florence, Catherine’s astrologers and poison makers
Rene — a perfumer, also Catherine’s poisoner
Cardinal d’Este — from Ferrara, Italy
Tasso — a poet from Italy
Ronsard — a poet who served the Valois Court, Chatelard
Hercule Valois — the fourth and youngest son of Catherine and Henry Valois, little is known of him
Anne du Bourg — a Huguenot man sent to the Bastille by Henry II. He was burned at the stake under the Cardinal de Lorraine when boy-king Francis ruled with Queen Mother Catherine. The Huguenots then felt betrayed and planned the Amboise plot.
Nostradamus — a soothsayer in the Roman Catholic Church
Jacopo Sadeleto — Archbishop of Carpentras
Chantonnay — Thomas Perrenot de Chantonnay, Spanish ambassador to France
Alencome — Monsieur Ronsard d’Alencome, French ambassador to the English court and spy for Catherine
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DEAR READER,
For this series, I have researched period texts, both old and new. Though history cannot prove whether Catherine de Medici committed all of the murders attributed to her during her years in the court of France, even historians writing in her favor cannot deny that she was, indeed, a murderess on at least two occasions, and undoubtedly on others. In view of her known acts of murder, her own letters, and reports from her contemporaries, I feel confident in this portrayal.
Sadly, it is becoming acceptable in our culture for pundits and historians to defend the villains of history and to vilify the saints. Political correctness has even invaded Chris tian churches, permitting compromise in sound Bible doctrine in order for tolerance to reign over truth. Scripture warns of “those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness” (Isa. 5:20 NIV). We live in a culture that attempts to impress relative values upon us to the extent that we are becoming timid to say: “It is written.”
My main reason for choosing this historical period was to bring attention to the French Huguenots who stood uncompromisingly for “It is written.” They will surely receive the martyr’s crown from our Lord Jesus Christ at the future Bema seat (2 Cor. 5:10). Since Christ will reward our fellow brothers and sisters of this period for their faithfulness to Him, it has been a privilege for me to write about them. I wish I could have done it better.
This series could not adequately show the several centuries of events that unfolded, but I have tried to give a sampling of the Huguenot history. In order to show more of these events through the eyes of my fictional characters, I have compressed parts of the time period in which the historical people lived.
Thank you for your wonderful letters of support and encouragement. You are loved and appreciated. You can contact me through my website at www.lindachaikinbooks.com.
The Lord bless and keep you in these times.
LINDA LEE CHAIKIN, TITUS 2:13
A Gown for the English Queen
CHTEAU DE SILK, LYON, FRANCE
BENEATH THE UPPER WINDOW OF THE RENOWNED CHTEAU DE SILK’S atelier, crimson blossoms on bougainvillea vines sprawled with languid grace along a wall that secluded the inner courtyard’s garden. The wind swept through the mulberry orchard, rallying the verdant green leaves into a chorus of praise. Roses, amorously tended to by the stooped gardener, Monsieur Jolon, offered their fragrance to the wind’s promise as it flowed over the wall, through the open balustrade to the window of the Dushane-Macquinet Silk House.
A burst of activity erupted as a scurry of voices announced the approach of horsemen. Mademoiselle Rachelle Dushane-Macquinet, who was unwinding a wooden spool of golden thread, looked across the atelier to Nenette, her grisette in training and her amie.
“Who is coming, Nenette?”
Nenette was already at the widow, drawing aside the Alençon lace curtains.
“A carriage, Mademoiselle. It is most dusty and ugly — ooh, but a most handsome man is stepping down. La, la!”
“You are at heart, most assuredly, a hopeless flirt, Nenette.” Idelette spoke wearily from her position at the cutting table, where she was measuring pink silk for the finishing touches on the surprise birthday dress for her mignon sister, Avril.
Rachelle laughed and looked over at Nenette. “I think you should marry Andelot Dangeau, a most fine and honorable young man.”
Nenette flushed until her freckles blended into her pert face.
Idelette, who was two years older than Rachelle, looked at her dourly.
“Andelot is a most serious young monsieur; he has no thoughts of marriage at this stage of his life.”
Rachelle covered a smile. She was almost certain her sister concealed an interest in Andelot.
“He wants to attend the University of Paris and become a scholar,”
Idelette said, slipping her gold thimble on with artistic flair.
“How do you know?” Rachelle asked with feigned innocence. “Has he been sharing his heart with you again?”
One of the other grisettes snickered, and then quickly ducked her head when Idelette gave a sharp turn of her fair head in the girl’s direction.
Rachelle set the wooden spool aside on the long cutting table and stood. “Do you suppose the arrival in the carriage is Sir James Hudson at last?”
“The monsieur did look very English,” Nenette said, tapping her small chin.
Idelette jabbed her silver needle into her velvet pin cushion and also stood, shaking out her dark blue skirts. “Such nonsense. One does not look very anything. How are the English supposed to look?”
“I beg to differ, Mademoiselle, but I can tell a Spaniard anywhere,”
Nenette piped, pursing her lips.
Idelette’s mouth tightened.
Rachelle looked at her sister, sobering. Idelette had not been with her at Amboise when over two thousand Huguenots were butchered to the satisfaction of Spain, though Rachelle had told her family what happened there, as well as the gruesome scene Andelot had unwittingly attended.
“If it is Monsieur Hudson,” Idelette continued, “ma mère will be most upset, I assure you. He was to arrive yesterday, as you know. In another hour it will be dusk and tomorrow is Sunday. That means Scripture reading tonight.”
It was the family custom to prepare their hearts for Sunday worship with a simple supper followed by an evening of prayer and Bible reading from the secret French Bible her parents kept hidden like gold coins in a treasure chest.
“If it is Sir James Hudson, he will simply need to adjust to the household,” Rachelle said, shrugging lightly. “I hope so; I can think of a hundred questions to ask him about the Huguenot immigrants at Spitalfields. I do hope Père agrees to open a dress shop there with the Hudson family.”
“I have reason to believe he will. There is even talk of transporting silkworms and mulberry cuttings by ship to Hudson land.”
“I wonder if the weather of the English countryside is warm enough.”
From outside the atelier door they heard hurried footsteps climbing the flight of stairs.
“Idelette! Rachelle!”
Rachelle whipped around to Idelette. “Hide the dress.”
Idelette snatched the pink dress and held it behind her as the door flew open.
Avril, who would turn fourteen in two weeks, rushed breathlessly into the room. She was almost a twin in appearance to her eldest married sister, Madeleine, in Paris, who was married to Comte Sebastien Dangeau.
Avril’s hair was dark and glossy, her eyes a deeper shade of brown. She looked jubilantly from Idelette to Rachelle.
“The Englishman is here. He told Mère his driver became ill yesterday and that is why he is so late. He was obliged to stop at an inn overnight. He has a new driver. He is coming up now with Mère. He has a satchel with a Hudson dress pattern and he asked specifically to meet the ‘Daughters of Silk.’ ”
Rachelle clasped her hands together and turned to Idelette.
“He has inquired of us?”
“Our reputation grows, sister, even apart from Grandmère — not that I wished it so.”
“You see?” Rachelle took hold of her shoulders and whirled her around the atelier until Idelette burst into a rare display of laughter.
“Cease, you sotte sister!”
“Did I not tell you that all we endured while humoring the spoiled Princesse Marguerite and Reinette Mary would bring blessing to us in the end? See how our work as couturières is well spoken of, even among the ladies in foreign courts.”
“I must admit you were clever to see it.”
Avril, too, danced about the atelier and then pretended to offer a deep royal bow. “May news of your talents travel to royal palaces, Mesdemoiselles, except for the King of Spain’s Escorial,” she said of the place where his throne was located.
Rachelle’s mind jumped soberly back to the Queen Mother, Catherine de Medici. Catherine had proposed a trip with Princesse Marguerite to Spain
, and there was a real possibility that Rachelle would be called back to Court to attend the princesse. May it not be, she thought.
“Oh! What a belle pink dress! Who is it for?” Avril was looking across the room where Idelette had placed it over the back of a chair.
Rachelle glanced at Idelette.
Avril started toward the chair to inspect the dress, but Idelette caught it up and walked promptly over to her work table and laid it aside with apparent disinterest.
“Never mind. Do be serious now, all of you. We have work to do, and Sir James Hudson will walk in and think we are behaving like children — ”
Voices and footsteps announced the approach of their mère, Madame Clair Dushane-Macquinet, as well as the couturier from London’s famous shop on Regent Street, Sir James Hudson.
Rachelle calmed herself and was standing with shoulders back and chin tilted when they came through the doorway.
Sir James Hudson was not old as she had expected. He could be little more than twenty, lithe of body, and handsome, with dark hair and eyes, and a dapper way about him that declared a man of optimistic spirit. He was garbed fashionably as Rachelle would have expected of the son of one of London’s finest draperies. His chocolate velvet surcoat with subtle cross-stitch, in what looked to be a tangerine silk ribbon, showed his penchant for originality, as did the polished carved wood hook and eye enclosures. His dress presented innovation while still being far from gaudy or flamboyant.
After introductions by Madame Clair, Rachelle nodded gravely as he smiled at her, realizing she was staring.