The Lost King of France: The Tragic Story of Marie-Antoinette's Favourite Son. Deborah Cadbury

      THE

      LOST KING

      OF FRANCE

       THE TRAGIC STORY OFMARIE-ANTOINETTE’S FAVOURITE SON

       Deborah Cadbury

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

Introduction

PART ONE

1 ‘The Finest Kingdom in Europe’

2 ‘Grâce pour Maman’

3 The Tuileries

       4 ‘God Himself has Forsaken Me’

       5 The Young Sans Culotte

       6 The Orphan of the Temple

       PART TWO

       7 Farce and Fraud

       8 Return of the Lilies

       9 The Shadow King

       10 The Royal Charade

       11 Resolution

       Acknowledgements

       Notes on Sources

       Bibliography

       Index

       About the Author

       Praise

       Copyright

       About the Publisher

       INTRODUCTION: THE HEART OF STONE

       At certain revolutions all the

       Damned are brought and feel

       By turns the bitter change

       Of fierce extremes

      John Milton, Paradise Lost (1667)

      From the portrait by Alexandre Kucharski, Louis-Charles, Duc de Normandie looks out confidently on the world with large blue eyes in a sensitive face framed by fair hair; the perfect storybook prince. His life had begun in 1785, four years before the French revolution, and his early years had been spent safely cocooned in the gilded palace of Versailles near Paris. At the age of four, on the death of his older brother, he had become the royal heir, the Dauphin, in whose small frame was centred all the hopes of the continuing Bourbon dynasty that had sat on the French throne since the sixteenth century. With his good looks and sunny nature he was a much-loved child, Marie-Antoinette’s treasured little chou d’amour.

      However, this charmed childhood, played out in the elegantly ornamental but closeted walkways of Versailles, led only to a life of mounting terror as he was, all too soon, encompassed by the fierce extremes of the revolution. When his father, Louis XVI, and then his mother, Marie-Antoinette, were taken from him and executed at the guillotine in 1793, the ‘orphan of the Temple prison’ inherited not only a throne but also the hostility and hatred of a nation. Confused and terrified by events, the ‘wolf-cub’ or ‘son of a tyrant’ – as he was now known – was isolated in solitary confinement, taught to forget his royal past and punished for the errors and extravagances of his ancestors. Forbidden to see his older sister, Marie-Thérèse, the only other surviving member of his immediate family, the boy-king became the victim of brutal physical and emotional abuse in his filthy, rat-infested cell. He was thought to have died in the Temple prison in Paris at the age of ten, unrecognisable as the royal prince, his body covered with scabies and ulcers.

      In 1795, when leaders of the French revolution announced his death, rumours immediately began to circulate that he was still alive. Many were convinced that he had been spirited out of the prison by royalist supporters and had escaped to safety abroad, ready to reclaim the throne. After all, there was no tomb to mark his official burial site; his death certificate, drawn up by revolutionary officials, was widely believed to be a forgery; one official’s wife even admitted that she had helped to smuggle him from the prison in a laundry basket, leaving a dying substitute child in his place.

      In 1816, after the restoration of the royal line to the throne, when the bodies of his parents, Marie-Antoinette and Louis XVI, were found and reburied in the royal crypt at Saint Denis in Paris, plans were also made to honour the supposedly dead child-king. A tomb was designed; the inscription for it was even composed:

      TO THE MEMORY

      OF

      LOUIS XVII

      WHO,

      AFTER HAVING SEEN HIS BELOVED PARENTS

      REMOVED BY A DEATH

      WHICH SORROW SHRINKS FROM RECALLING,

      AND HAVING DRAINED TO THE DREGS

      THE CUP OF SUFFERING,

      WAS, WHILE STILL YOUNG

      AND BUT ON THE THRESHOLD OF LIFE,

      CUT DOWN BY DEATH.

      HE DIED ON VIII JUNE MDCCLXXXXV,

      AGED X YEARS II MONTHS AND XII DAYS.

      However, when his body could not be found the official plans were scrapped and his burial place was never built. The following year a communal grave in the ossuary of the royal crypt was constructed to receive the bones of all the French kings and queens, Bourbons, Capetians, Orléans and others, who had been flung from their grand tombs into paupers’ graves during the Terror at the height of the revolution. But the uncrowned king was not among them. Without a body, no one could be completely sure that Louis-Charles was dead.

      As in a fairytale, after the revolution the young prince sprang to life. He was sighted in Brittany, Normandy, Alsace and in the Auvergne. Was he the charming and dignified ‘Jean-Marie Hervagault’ who held court so convincingly and attracted a large