On August 26, 1789, human and civil rights were passed. All people were now the same.
André and Oscar were finally able to get married.
Festivals were celebrated all over Paris.
Oscar and André had meanwhile found a house near Rosalie and Bernard and had moved in there.
They owed this mainly to Alain and Bernard, who had many friends and favorites.
Andrés grandmother and Oscar's former nanny had also decided after long deliberations to leave the Jarjaye family and move in with Oscar and André.
And there was another surprise.
Oscar's father was so happy to find his daughter among the living that he had given her both the Normandy summer home and a lot of money.
So they could afford this house in a better part of Paris.
Every now and then General de Jarjaye and his wife visited Oscar and André.
Her Majesty the Queen had not punished any of the Jarjaye family, despite the treason Oscar had committed when she switched sides.So her father was able to keep his post with the king's bodyguard and her mother also remained a lady in waiting for Marie-Antoinette.
Even Oscar could have kept her title of nobility.

One day another unexpected visitor appeared.
"Oscar, there was a knock, can you please open it?"
Oscar ran down the stairs.
"I'm going. Girodelle, what are you doing here? How do you know where we live?"
She greeted her former deputy of the guard regiment with joy.
"Well, word gets around about the heroine of France."
Laughed Girodelle.
"You have a nice place here."
Oscar looked around.
"Yes, that's right. But let's be honest. You don't come here from Versailles to see how we live."
She led her visitor into a spacious, bright room.
"André, it's Girodelle!"
Oscar asked him to take a seat.
"André, do you have to leave again?"
She frowned.
André gave her a kiss and caressed her neck."Yes, Bernard and I have to go to the meeting. Robespierre leads it. Have a good time. I love you, my angel."
Girodelle bowed her head.
There it was again the pain of loving someone like Oscar Jarjaye.
"Girodelle, what do you have?"
He winced and looked up, straight into Oscar's sky blue eyes.
These eyes…
"Nothing…"
Oscar took her glass.
"I will be forever indebted to you for renouncing me and withdrawing your marriage proposal."
She whispered.
"This is true love. You made me the happiest woman in France."
Girodelle felt a deep wave of affection and love for Oscar.
"Do you remember that I once said to you that I would switch sides without hesitation ..."
Oscar looked at him in amazement.
"What…"
"Oscar, I would like to ask you to become my superiors again and to take over the command post ..."
Oscar rudely put her glass on the table.
"I think you hear a lot about me.Then you must have heard that I no longer have a title of nobility and therefore cannot command the Guard Regiment. Besides, I don't want that at all. I fight on the side of the people. Of course I thought about being a soldier in the new National Guard ... "
"I know Oscar."
Girodelle's voice was very calm.
"I also meant the position of commander of the National Guard."
Oscar was speechless.
"But you…"
"I asked you something earlier ..."
His gaze seemed to want to penetrate her.
"I'm captain of the National Guard. I would be honored if you were our commander. The men only want one commander, Oscar Francois Jarjaye. And that's you."
Oscar had to take a deep breath to speak.
"The soldiers of the National Guard, many of whom do not even know me personally, want me to be their commander? A woman? Do you realize that I am a woman?"
Girodelle nodded.
"That's why they love you.You have feelings and you are a person that the soldiers would follow to their death. You are human and not a puppet. They adore you. Alain is also in the troop. And almost all the men of the French Guard. Please think about it. It's ten o'clock every day. You can just drop by. "
Long after Girodelle left, Oscar sat brooding in front of the fireplace.
National Guard Commander.
Citizens of Paris had set up a kind of citizens' militia, which soldiers from all over France have now joined. She was responsible for the inner peace in the country. However, there were also aristocrats who tried again and again to break the peace and unity of the guard. General de Boulier's men also served there. And he was still general of the royal bodyguard, making him their superior. After all, King Ludwig was still head of state and head of the military.
"Oscar, are you still awake?"
André gave her a tender kiss."What is wrong with you? You are so quiet."
Oscar took Andrés hand.
"Oh André. What should I do? I've been raised as a man all my life. I've learned to use sword and pistol. I can't do anything that would be typical for a woman. How should it go on now? I would like to lead the life of a woman by your side, but I cannot escape my passion as a soldier. "
Oscar hid her face in his hands.
"I am neither a woman nor a man. What should I do?"
She sobbed in despair.
"Oh, André, help me!"
André took her hands tenderly.
"I love you the way you are and for what you can. If you want to be in a company again, or want to command one, then I will stand behind you. No matter what you do, I will always love you."
He sat down next to her and poured himself some wine into a glass.
"Girodelle offered you a position as Commander of the National Guard, didn't you?"
Oscar looked in surprise into Andrés amused eyes."Where from…?"
"Oh Oscar, I have made a lot of friends who tell me a lot. For example, that many soldiers of the National Guard, in which many of your former troops are part of the party, do not want to have another commander put in front of their faces. than you. They don't want to follow anyone else. If that's what you want, do it. "
They kissed passionately.
"Oscar, your heart will always beat for the soldiers who are allowed to serve under you. And that makes you the unique person I love so much. Accept the post and keep fighting for the French people."
"How do you mean?"
"The revolution is not over yet, it has only just begun. The people need their angel of revolution. Come back."

A few days later Oscar was standing in front of the barracks gate where the National Guard was stationed.
Reluctantly, she looked around and was about to turn her horse when Girodelle spotted her.
"Oscar! It was a great pleasure to hear that you made the decision to accept the post."He greeted her happily.
"Your uniform looks great on you. We're just getting started. Just come with us."
Oscar hesitated.
"Do the men know that I'm starting today?"
Girodelle waved him off.
"No, they know we have a new commander, but not who. I'm sure it'll be a nice surprise when you suddenly show up there. I thought we'd do the following, I'll tell you it's the new one today Commander is there and then I'll let you do the inspection. "
Oscar had to smile when she imagined the perplexed faces.
"Men line up!"
All grumpily lined up in a row.
"Did you hear the new commander is coming today."
"I will not obey him."
"There is only one commander for us."
Girodelle had to suppress a grin.
"Well, as everyone has noticed, our new commander will be doing the troop inspection today. I think it will be a worthy commander.We will all be loyal to him very soon. "
The soldiers growled.
"Ha, let's see that."
Girodelle drove his horse aside.
"Present the rifle! Men - eyes to the commander to the right!"
Reluctantly, the soldiers obeyed and looked away.
Speechless to see who their new commanding officer was rushing up to them.
"My God, that's ..."
"Oscar Francois Jarjaye!"
Alain almost jumped up in excitement, but was just able to restrain himself.
Oscar rode up to the soldiers and saw their bewilderment and joy.
Her men of the former French Guard, in particular, could hardly contain their joy.
She reined in her white horse.
"Soldiers! As of today, I am the new commander of the National Guard. Our job is to protect the people of Paris and France. Are you ready to follow me and obey my orders?"
There she was now sitting on her horse, her blonde hair blowing in the wind, her eyes sparkling with energy.The men did not let go of their beauty.
Suddenly there was cheering.
"Yes, we want to follow you and obey your commands!"
"She's back!"
"Our commander is back!"
Alain took a step forward.
Immediately it was quiet again.
"It is an honor for all of us to serve France."
He knelt down.
"Just as you almost gave your life for us, we will not hesitate to give our lives for you."
"Long live our new commander !!!"
Oscar was not at all ashamed of the tears that ran down her cheeks.
She would not have dared to hope for such a reception.
Yes, she was back.
The angel of revolution had returned to his destiny