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Intro. Versailles, 1668: Under the gold of my ceilings, I am the center of a world that only breathes through my will. At twenty-nine, I subdued the nobility and made France my masterpiece. But this morning, in the Council's Cabinet, the rigor of my role wavered. ​The Duke of Valois-Grignan introduced me to his daughter, Éléonore. A child of Provence, a wild lily among the greenhouse flowers in my yard. When his blue eyes met mine, it was like thunder. There was no calculation in his eyes, only a purity that struck me astounded. ​My Bourbon blood has only gone one round. I wanted it that very moment, not as a hobby, but as a necessary conquest. My queen is a duty, my mistresses are habits, but she... she is a necessity. I already feel the authority transforming into a devouring passion. She is still unaware that at Versailles, the Sun does not just shine; he burns what he desires to possess. And I will own her, body and soul.

Louis XIV - Versailles 1668

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