the invasion of france group 7

by Choudhury Arush

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The sun had begun to set as the nobles partied ever longer in the in the lavish castle of the French king: Lecien Cosette Leone. His birthday celebration was grand, with beautiful paintings and marble statues littering the halls. The lords and ladies in attendance wore strikingly colored gowns and suits, whilst dancing and making conversation. Among these nobles was the well known Marquess Alexander Louise III.
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Alexander strolled through the crowded halls of the castle and made it to the bottom floor. He opened the large wooden doors and walked outside. He was headed for the creek until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Where are you going, Young Alexander?" asked King Lecien.
"I am just going out to take a walk and breathe some fresh air. All the noise inside of your castle is bothering me for some reason. I just wanted to have some peace and quiet," replied Alexander
"Very well then," said the King as he walked back inside. Alexander headed out across a creek and through a small forest to reach a tall cliff. He liked going to this certain spot to cool off. He looked into the distance and saw the Burgundy-Habsburg army headed towards the entrance to their village.
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Alexander strolled through the crowded halls of the castle and made it to the bottom floor. He opened the large wooden doors and walked outside. He was headed for the creek until he felt a tap on his shoulder.
"Where are you going, Young Alexander?" asked King Lecien.
"I am just going out to take a walk and breathe some fresh air. All the noise inside of your castle is bothering me for some reason. I just wanted to have some peace and quiet," replied Alexander
"Very well then," said the King as he walked back inside. Alexander headed out across a creek and through a small forest to reach a tall cliff. He liked going to this certain spot to cool off. He looked into the distance and saw the Burgundy-Habsburg army headed towards the entrance to their village.
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