Let them eat cake, she said, flouncing out of the room in a gown that made her look like a small cathedral.
Louis knew there was no use arguing with her when she got like this. He sighed and reached for the sealing wax. The ban on ordinary citizens consuming pastries within the territories of France had been rigidly enforced for nearly three hundred years, but it was no match for the generosity of Marie Antoinette.
They’d better bloody remember this, he grumbled.
It just goes to show that even at the height of the Bourbon monarchy, context is always king.