Bastien, what a horrific thought. Disinviting someone from a wedding? Unthinkable.

[ He shakes his head in mock-horror. Then: ]

Murders. His father was set to marry my aunt, who was a dreadful coquette. Poor thing. So disgraced was he by her infidelities that he killed her for them.

[ By frowns just a little bit. For others, he'd keep up some manic good cheer; in front of Bastien, though, he permits himself to show his pity and his melancholy. ]

It's hard to get an honest story about her now. She's more of a symbol than a person.