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“She told them simply and directly that the meadow was a place of peace and beauty, where indeed if one came to it in a quiet manner, the animals would not be disturbed; for there are lovely birds, and squirrels and field mice, and sometimes deer.”

Quote by Kathryn Lasky

Book:The Royal Diaries: Marie Antoinette: Princess of Versailles, Austria-France, 1769

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The Royal Diaries: Marie Antoinette: Princess of Versailles, Austria-France, 1769

The Royal Diaries: Marie Antoinette: Princess of Versailles, Austria-France, 1769 is a fictional diary that aims to capture the essence of Marie Antoinette's life as a young princess in the court of Versailles. The book provides an intimate look at her daily routines, her relationships with other royal figures, and her observations of the social and political events of her time. Written in the first person, it offers readers a unique insight into the life of one of history's most famous queens. more

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Kathryn Lasky is an American author renowned for her works in children's and young adult literature. Born on June 24, 1944, she began writing in 1978 and has since published numerous works, including novels, poetry, and plays. Her writing often explores historical, mythological, and moral issues, making her works popular among readers. more

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