Forbidden Love Family Game: France, 1788

Note: This is purely for fun, and isn’t meant to be 100% historically accurate. Try to come up with names that fit the time and place, as well as any other specific parameters. [name]Feel[/name] free to add descriptions. Have funl!

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is .
You and _________ continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in
__.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like_______________.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is ________.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is _______.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of _________ and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is ________.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named ______ and _____.
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is _______.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Leon[/name].
You and [name]Leon[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in Galapagos Island.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like little but neat.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jourdain[/name] Doussel.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Louella[/name] [name]Agrippa[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Nice and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Leonore[/name] [name]Elizabeth[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Archibald[/name] [name]Alvaro[/name] and [name]Chester[/name] [name]Averill[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoire[/name] [name]Carol[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

Husband: [name]Pierre[/name]
Married in: A tiny church in the outskirts of [name]Paris[/name]
Cottage looks like: Steadily messier but very cozy
First [name]Son[/name]: [name]Jean[/name]-[name]Baptiste[/name]
First Daughter: [name]Amabelle[/name] [name]Adeline[/name]
New Town: Ville-Fleuve
Second Daughter: Fleuve [name]Damica[/name]
Twin Boys: [name]Regis[/name] [name]Harvey[/name] and [name]Alphonse[/name] [name]Quincy[/name]
Last Daughter: [name]Joie[/name] [name]Lilou[/name]

Loved this game!!!

[quote=“itsreelygreat”]Note: This is purely for fun, and isn’t meant to be 100% historically accurate. Try to come up with names that fit the time and place, as well as any other specific parameters. [name]Feel[/name] free to add descriptions. Have funl!

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Jules[/name] [name]Joseph[/name].
You and [name]Jules[/name] [name]Joseph[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in Montpelier.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a little Swiss chalet, but it is very dirty so you have to spend several days cleaning it.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jean[/name] [name]Philippe[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Celestine[/name] [name]Lucette[/name]. (I don’t know if that is fancy or not, but I love it.)
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Lille and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is Lille [name]Angelique[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Henri[/name] [name]Anselme[/name] and [name]Pierre[/name] [name]Edouard[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Beatrice[/name] [name]Claudine[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.

It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Thomas[/name].

You and [name]Tom[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in a small church on the edge of [name]Paris[/name].

When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage is small but cozy.

Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jeremie[/name] [name]Armand[/name].

While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Aveline[/name]-[name]Laure[/name] [name]Berenice[/name].

In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]Saint[/name] [name]Denis[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is D”lice [name]Mar[/name]”e.

By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Louis[/name] [name]Blaise[/name] and [name]Oliver[/name] [name]Remi[/name].

Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoria[/name] [name]Marie[/name].

You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

Note: This is purely for fun, and isn’t meant to be 100% historically accurate. Try to come up with names that fit the time and place, as well as any other specific parameters. [name]Feel[/name] free to add descriptions. Have funl!

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Colin[/name] [name]William[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
You and [name]Cole[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Hawaii[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like small but neat.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jason[/name] [name]Daniel[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Juniper[/name] [name]Jade[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]Paris[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Paris[/name] [name]Adrianne[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Knox[/name] Krishton [name]Addy[/name] and [name]Abel[/name] [name]Oliver[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Ingrid[/name] [name]Victoire[/name] [name]Addy[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Peter[/name].
You and [name]Peter[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Rome[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like small, four rooms, two windows, white and a garden…
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Julien[/name] [name]Gilles[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Josephine[/name] [name]Anne[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]Lourdes[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Lourdes[/name] [name]Aurelie[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Adrien[/name] [name]Charles[/name] and [name]Christian[/name] [name]Antoine[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoire[/name] [name]Jacqueline[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Etienne[/name] Menech Francois.
You and [name]Etienne[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in a Gazebo covered with red roses.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a simple stone cottage with a cobblestone pathway surronded by flowers.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jean[/name]-[name]Baptiste[/name] Menech Francois.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrifty peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Juliette[/name] [name]Fleur[/name] [name]Amelie[/name] Francois.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]St[/name]. [name]Marie[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Marie[/name] [name]Alouette[/name] [name]Lily[/name] Francois.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Felix[/name] [name]Gaspard[/name] Francois and [name]Armand[/name] [name]Lionel[/name] Francois .
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoire[/name] [name]Lilou[/name] [name]Susanne[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]JACOB[/name] [name]JONATHON[/name] BROKER.
You and [name]JAKE[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]PARIS[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like IT’S SMALL WITH ONLY TWO WINDOWS AND 2 ROOMS.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]JOSHUA[/name] [name]DANIEL[/name] BROKER.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]REBECCA[/name] [name]GRACE[/name] BROKER.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of FAIR [name]BROOK[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]BROOKE[/name] [name]EMILY[/name] BROKER.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]MATTHEW[/name] [name]ELIJAH[/name] BROKER and [name]GREGOR[/name] [name]JAMES[/name] BROKER.
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]ELIZABETH[/name] [name]RENEE[/name] BROKER.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

Note: This is purely for fun, and isn’t meant to be 100% historically accurate. Try to come up with names that fit the time and place, as well as any other specific parameters. [name]Feel[/name] free to add descriptions. Have funl!

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Jacob[/name] Rockler.
You and [name]Jacob[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in the church nearby - [name]St[/name]. [name]Jean[/name]'s.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a small but cozy house with a garden out back.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]John[/name] Rockler.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Emma[/name] Rockler.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]Lourdes[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Lourdes[/name] Rockler.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Aiden[/name] and [name]Tylar[/name] Rockler.
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoria[/name] Rockler.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Louis[/name] Berthold.
You and Louis continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in his parents’ farmhouse in Nice, FR.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a stone cottage with a slate roof, covered with climbing roses and ivy.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Joachim[/name] Berthold.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrifty peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Clementine[/name] Berthold.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Lyons and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Leonie[/name] Berthold.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Louis[/name] Berthold and [name]Jacques[/name] Berthold.
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Victoire[/name] Berthold.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you ([name]Elisabeth[/name] [name]Clarice[/name] D’[name]Avalon[/name]) are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Jean[/name]-[name]Pierre[/name] [name]Abelard[/name] .

You and [name]Gustave[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Burgundy[/name].

When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things.

Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jean[/name]-[name]Pierre[/name] [name]Abelard[/name].

While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Genevieve[/name] [name]Desiree[/name] [name]Abelard[/name].

In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Epone and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is Eponine [name]Lisette[/name] [name]Abelard[/name] .

By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Gautier[/name] [name]Charles[/name] [name]Abelard[/name] and [name]Louis[/name] [name]Marcel[/name] [name]Abelard[/name].

Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Felicie[/name] [name]Manon[/name] [name]Abelard[/name].

You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

Mother: [name]Elisabeth[/name] [name]Clarice[/name] D’[name]Avalon[/name]
Father: [name]Jean[/name] [name]Pierre[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]
[name]Son[/name] 1: [name]Jean[/name] [name]Pierre[/name] [name]Abelard[/name] II
Daughter 1: [name]Genevieve[/name] [name]Desiree[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]
Daughter 2: Eponine [name]Lisette[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]
[name]Son[/name] 2: [name]Gautier[/name] [name]Charles[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]
[name]Son[/name] 3: [name]Louis[/name] [name]Marcel[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]
Daughter 3: [name]Felicie[/name] [name]Manon[/name] [name]Abelard[/name]

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]JACQUES[/name] [name]LEON[/name].
You and [name]JACQUES[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in MARSEILLE.
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like SMALL, MADE OF [name]STONE[/name] WITH LOTS OF FLOWERS ON THE OUTSIDE AND LOTS OF COZY RUGS INSIDE.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]JULIEN[/name] [name]MATHIEU[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]GISELE[/name] [name]DELPHINE[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of MARSEILLE and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is MARSEILLE [name]ANTOINETTE[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]ADRIEN[/name] [name]BLAISE[/name] and [name]ALEXANDRE[/name] [name]HENRI[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]FELICIA[/name] [name]AMANDINE[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]John[/name]-[name]Paulo[/name] Maraba.
You and [name]John[/name]-[name]Paulo[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Paris[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a normal house in the town.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]John[/name] [name]Andrew[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Emiliana[/name] [name]Grace[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Savil and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is Savil Evana.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]William[/name] [name]Richard[/name] and [name]Christos[/name] [name]Adam[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Gabrielle[/name] Loranza.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. One day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Jeremy[/name].
You and [name]Jeremy[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Paris[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like little but neat.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]James[/name] [name]Jeremy[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Genevieve[/name] [name]Solange[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Nice and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Clara[/name] [name]Dominique[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Alistair[/name] [name]Claude[/name] & [name]Emmett[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Felicity[/name] [name]Elodie[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. [name]One[/name] day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]John[/name] [name]Luke[/name].
You and [name]John[/name] [name]Luke[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in [name]Paris[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks like a small stone cottage with bright flowers and a cobblestone pathway.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jonathan[/name] [name]Blaise[/name].
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Marguerite[/name] [name]Clemence[/name].
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of [name]Lourdes[/name] and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her full name is [name]Lourdes[/name] [name]Fabienne[/name].
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Valentin[/name] [name]Rainier[/name] and [name]Marceau[/name] [name]Olivier[/name].
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Anaelle[/name] [name]Salome[/name].
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

Me: [name]Fleur[/name] [name]Rose[/name] Levesque.

Father: [name]Jean[/name] [name]Louis[/name] Levesque.

Maid: [name]Michele[/name] [name]Bette[/name] [name]Durand[/name].

Boyfriend: [name]Pierre[/name] [name]Olivier[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

Mother: [name]Jeanette[/name] [name]Marie[/name] Levesque.

  1. [name]Jacques[/name] [name]Roland[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

  2. [name]Gabrielle[/name] [name]Veronique[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

  3. [name]Nancy[/name] [name]Dominique[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

  4. [name]Andrew[/name] [name]Roux[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

  5. [name]David[/name] [name]Rousseau[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

  6. [name]Victoria[/name] [name]Antoinette[/name] [name]Laurent[/name].

The year is 1788, and you are the twenty-year-old daughter of a French nobleman, living in [name]Paris[/name] on the eve of revolution. Tension is in the air, and as nobility, you feel the hostility of the unhappy peasants everywhere you go - but unlike your father, you sympathize with those of lower class. [name]One[/name] day, you and your maid set off to the upscale tailor’s down the street from your estate to get a new dress hemmed. As luck would have it, you are knocked down just outside the shop by an apologetic - and handsome - young man dressed poorly but looking as though he is on a mission. When he sees that you are upper class, however, he scowls and before you know it, the two of you are debating politics right there in the street, however unladylike it may seem.
It turns out that the young man is a peasant farmer-turned-scholar who has been swept up in the wave of new ideas and is becoming active in the rebellion against the French nobility. However, as you share your insights, you two realize that your beliefs are the same, and you finally go into the tailor’s shop with your head whirling and his name on your tongue. His name is [name]Philippe[/name] Larocque.
You and [name]Philippe[/name] continue to run into each other in the months that follow, and you develop feelings for each other as your country moves toward revolution. Though you know the scandal it will cause, you and your loving peasant boy decide to elope in the spring of 1789, just as the Estates [name]General[/name] meets in Versailles and the French Revolution officially begins. Your wedding is secret but special…you are married in a local parish just outside of [name]Paris[/name].
When your noble parents find out, they are horrified and threaten to disown you. You move to a little cottage with your husband with the money you got from selling some of your fancy clothes and things. The cottage looks well-made, with windows all along the front and 3 bedrooms inside. It’s smaller than your old house but cozy and feels like home with your husband there.
Several months later, you find out that you are expecting a child. In [name]March[/name] of 1790, you give birth to a healthy baby boy, and want his name to start with a J to honor your father and hopefully mend the family rift. Your son’s name is [name]Jacoby[/name] [name]Philippe[/name] Larocque.
While your husband finds work in a revolutionary print shop, you learn how to be a tough, thrify peasant. It isn’t easy, especially when you become pregnant again. This time, it’s a girl, born in [name]August[/name] 1791, and you want to name her something fancy-sounding, because even though you love your husband and embrace your new life, you still miss your old life a bit. Her name is [name]Matilde[/name] [name]Eleanore[/name] Larocque.
In 1793, not only is it unsafe for you (as a former noble) to live in [name]Paris[/name], you are also expecting again. You move to the French town of Rouen and give your second daughter, born in [name]October[/name] 1793, the name of the town. Her name is [name]Annabel[/name] [name]Julie[/name] Larocque.
By 1795, [name]France[/name] is in the middle of war, your son is 5, and your daughters are 3 1/2 and 1. That’s when you discover that you’re expecting twins. They’re born a month prematurely, in [name]July[/name] 1795, but both little boys survive. You pick strong-sounding names for them. Your newest sons are named [name]Alexandre[/name] [name]Louis[/name] Larocque and [name]Frederick[/name] [name]Davide[/name] Larocque.
Through the [name]Reign[/name] of Terror, through the establishing of the Republic, through guillotenes and [name]Napoleon[/name], your little family grows up. Your husband becomes a heroic figure in your town for his part in the revolution. It’s 1799, and the two of you have been married for ten years. Your oldest son is 9, your daughters 7 1/2 and 5, and the twins 3 1/2. As the Revolution comes to a close, you find that you’re going to have another baby. Your last daughter is born on [name]December[/name] 24, 1799, the same day that [name]Napoleon[/name] officially becomes leader of [name]France[/name]. Her name reflects happiness, victory, or peace. It is [name]Estelle[/name] [name]Manon[/name] Larocque.
You and your husband go on to live a happy life with your six children. Though the class barrier that stood between you initially seemed impossible to cross, you proved that forbidden love doesn’t always have a tragic end.

DH (35): [name]Philippe[/name] [name]Alexandre[/name] Larocque
DW (31): [name]Charlotte[/name] [name]Emilie[/name] Larocque
DS (9): [name]Jacoby[/name] [name]Philippe[/name] Larocque
DD (7.5): [name]Matilde[/name] [name]Eleanore[/name] Larocque
DD (5): [name]Annabel[/name] [name]Julie[/name] Larocque
DS/DS (3.5): [name]Alexandre[/name] [name]Louis[/name] Larocque and [name]Frederick[/name] [name]Davide[/name] Larocque
DD (nb): [name]Estelle[/name] [name]Manon[/name] Larocque

[name]Philippe[/name] and [name]Charlotte[/name] Larocque and their children; [name]Jacoby[/name], [name]Matilde[/name], [name]Annabel[/name], [name]Alexandre[/name], [name]Frederick[/name], and [name]Estelle[/name].

Me: [name]Cosette[/name] [name]Isabelle[/name] [name]Harlow[/name].

Father: [name]Samuel[/name] [name]Jacques[/name] [name]Harlow[/name].

Maid: [name]Melania[/name] [name]Gabrielle[/name] [name]Denver[/name].

[name]Man[/name]: [name]Teddy[/name] [name]Alexandre[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

Mother: [name]Lila[/name] [name]Antoinette[/name] [name]Harlow[/name].

  1. [name]Jacques[/name] [name]Pierre[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

  2. [name]Marietta[/name] [name]Xenia[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

  3. Lille [name]Claire[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

  4. [name]Andreas[/name] [name]Lloyd[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

  5. [name]Nicolas[/name] [name]Elijah[/name] [name]Avis[/name].

  6. [name]Victoria[/name] [name]Adeline[/name] [name]Avis[/name].