Marie Antoinette's Journal

I Married My Prince

I married my Prince. My parents are happy but I'm not. Louis could hardly say the Wedding Vows. He said he was sick later. When we danced at our Wedding, he danced like he was shooting arrows and he hardly held me. I don't love Louis and he doesn't love me. I barely like him. As for the marriage bed, well he couldn't do anything. He cried and ran back to his old bedroom crying. What a wimp!

We have been married several months and we have yet to consumate our marriage. It is no longer important. I will be fifteen in a few months. I haven't seen my parents since the Wedding which is alright with me. I hear from Anna all the time. My parents have found her a husband. A Baron of some kind. He is twenty-three years older then Anna. It's a pity my siblings and I can't have a life of our own. I will be going to Austria for the Wedding. That's what mother told Anna to write and tell me. I only see Louis at meals and we barely talk. I hate living in France. Madame duBarry tells Louis he's an idiot and she had a dead mouse sent up to my room with my dinner when I ate in my room one night. She is evil! I had one of my dogs poop in her bed. I wanted to be her friend but our battle never ends. Madame makes fun of Louis as did his father because we haven't made love, yet. The Madame calls me frigid. So, I pulled out a lock of her hair. She hasn't bothered me since. Why does the King keep her around? Lately, I feel sorry for Louis and I feel like I care about about him. He told me he thinks I am beautiful and when he is ready, we can consumate our marriage. I told him there was no hurry. He looked relieved. I will write to my sister Anna now. I don't tell her what goes on here. We will talk when we see each other. I miss her. I am glad I have my dogs and cats for comfort. I hate being a Princess and a future Queen.