Edmund Dantes is the character in the novel "The Count of Monte Cristo" by Alexander Dumas. If you are familiar with the story, you shall see some minor changes. I made some changes for ease of adptatation, and others just because this is my version and putting Napoleon-era France into the Sims 3 complete with details is a little...taxing. So, for my own purposes, I adjusted for easier reading.
So read on for the first in the series of Classics Remade: The Count of Monte Cristo, Chapter One!
So read on for the first in the series of Classics Remade: The Count of Monte Cristo, Chapter One! Mercedes and her mother moved to Sunset Valley in an attempt to further the older woman's goals of becoming one of the upper class. Middle class all her life, Collette had one last chance of rubbing elbows with the rich: her beautiful daughter, Mercedes.
"This is where Count Mondego lives; his father agreed to give me an audience for your marriage before he died last week. I will not let such an opportunity go!" Collette grinned as they approached their new home.
Mercedes' frown deepened as she noticed a handsome, muscled man taking out the trash from across the street. She quickly returned her attention to her mother.
"I will go and seek an audience with the Count immediately. He will hear my plea, whether he likes it or not."
Collette hailed a taxi and Mercedes eyed the man across the street, now moving back into his house. She eyed the sign on the mailbox: Dantes.
"No-It couldn't possibly!" She remembered from her childhood in SimCity a black haired bright eyed child by the name of Edmund Dantes.
She had been six; he had been eight, or maybe ten; she couldn't be sure after so much time had passed. One of the residential districts had inexplicably caught fire, and she had been left alone in the ruckus. As she screamed for help, strong yet tiny hands had lifted her up and brought her to safety.
For the rest of the two years the Bellare family lived in the poorer district of SimCity, Mercedes had spent every possible moment with her hero, the boy Edmund Dantes. When her family had moved to the richer area, then to Riverview, she had suspected to never see him again.
Dantes, the mailbox coaxed.
She had to know.
She started toward the house, her face determined. At first, the Count was not home, so Collette took to peeking in windows. With every new pane of glass lay within a new world of treasures: thousand dollar sculptures, original paintings, gold inlaid into every crevice imaginable. The Count's holdings were good, and had been so for so much time she wondered if the family had tasted poverty at any point at all in the last ten generations.
When the Count returned home, Collette was ready to champion for her daughter's hand. However, this was less out of love for her daughter, and more out of love for herself. Once Mercedes married the Count, Collette could live lavishly for the rest of her days. Collette didn't give Count Fernand Mondego much time to ponder over her visit, and launched directly into extolling her daughter's virtues and beauty.
Count Mondego gave a wolf's smile. " I will come and meet her, and that is all you can hope for; after all, you come unannounced and in the wake of my father's death-" "You and I both know your father meant little to you," She snarled. "Don't attempt to charm me,boy. You may be a Count, but I am older, wiser, and more vindictive."
Count Mondego's eyes glittered as Collette continued, "You will marry Mercedes, or I will make you regret it."
Count Mondego's dark visage lifted in a chuckle. "Nothing like a mother hen. There will be no need for that, dear lady. Come in for a cup of tea and tell me more about your girl. If her beauty matches your viciousness, she belongs to me." Meanwhile, Mercedes was making an introduction of her own.
In a moment of bravery coupled with the knowledge of her impending marriage, she crossed the street to introduce herself to the handsome man she had seen. Even if it wasn't Edmund, she was lonely at the prospect of a loveless marriage, and just wanted someone to talk to who wasn't her mother.
As she knocked on the door, attempting to conjure up an adequate excuse for needing a neighbor in case the house didn't belong to her former hero, a familiar face opened the door, and she gasped.
"Edmund!" She yelped at the same moment he breathed, "Mecedes!"
As if pulled by gravity, they fell on each other in a hug. Amidst the chattering, the hug deepened into something more, something her mother wouldn't approve of. She felt the old spark of childish love come bubbling from her chest and it spread through her body like acid; sweet, cloying acid that made her heart skip.
Before she knew what she was doing, she kissed him.
Luckily Edmund had responded in kind. They had carried out their tryst under her mother's eyes. Mercedes avoided all chances to meet Count Mondego, evading her new home and spending more and more time across the street with Edmund.
When Mercedes would return home, she would explain that she had been occupying her time with athleticism and trips to the gym. But over time, Mercedes ran out of excuses, and the happy couple ran out of time. Edmund was second-in-command to the Phareon, a ship in the SimNavy, and his next voyage loomed closer until it was finally upon them.
"It won't be long," Edmund explained. "Only a weekend, barely that. We need to take the ship Phareon to SimCity for repairs." He kissed her hair and closed his eyes as his voice softened. "I'll be back before you even realize I'm gone."
"I doubt that." She muttered.
Edmund took a deep breath. "I've...been meaning to tell you. I spoke to Fernand about the arranged marriage."
"Fernand?" She asked blankly. "Fernand who?"
"Edmund smiled and patted her hair. "The Count Mondego's first name is Fernand. I've known him for years. I wanted to hear his side of the story, to see if maybe he wanted the marriage even less than you did. He didn't really give me an answer, but that's why I need to go with the Phareon- Fernand owns the ship and will come with us. I intend to get a straight answer out of him. And if I can, I intend to stop the marriage."
Mercedes' eyes danced with tears, and she held him in an embrace. "I love you." She whispered.
"And I love you," He replied with the same tenderness. While Edmund and Fernand were preparing to launch off to SimCity, Edmund asked Fernand about the Lady Mercedes Bellare.
"I haven't met her. Her mother continues to tell me how wonderful she is, but every invitation I extend is refused for one reason or another. I'm beginning to suspect whether she has a daughter at all."
Edmund hung his head, feeling guilty for lying to his friend and readied himself for an apology. "I'm sorry," Edmund said, "She does exist; and she's been with me." Upon seeing the surprise on Fernand's face, Edmund rambled. "I'm sorry! I've loved her all my life and seeing her again, all I've wanted was to keep her in my arms, and it never occurred to me that you would want her. You've always told me you wanted a rich woman, a princess heiress, so you wouldn't have to continually worry about your family's accounting-"
As they boarded the ship, Fernand interrupted. "Shut UP, Edmund. If you want her, keep her." Fernand smiled lazily and asked with an air of detachment, "Is she really as beautiful as her mother boasts?"
"That and more," Edmund replied in a dreamlike state. "She is the most brilliant creature in the city-the world, even!- and her light will shine for me even when the stars blink out. Oh, Fernand, she is the most wonderful woman in the world, and she is mine." He sighed happily as the cogs and gears roared in Count Fernand Mondego's mind.
Because Edmund did not deserve such an illustrious woman, Fernand believed. HE deserved such a beautiful grace of a woman, He did, son of a Count, a man of noble blue blood. Edmund was the son of a poor clerk, and should not marry the most beautiful woman in existence-that honor belonged to Fernand.
And as the ship Phareon set out to sea for the port of SimCity, Fernand's head buzzed with plans to take such an illustrious prize from Edmund Dantes. He would have Mercedes. He was consumed with her for the rest of the voyage, though he had never seen nor met her.
And while one man bought an engagement ring to give his true love, the other man plotted to take her from him. Thank you for reading. Please expect the next chapter out within the next week. Please let me know if you like it; this is also my first story upload. I will soon begin work on my Pride and Prejudice sims remake, as well. If you have a classic novel you love, why don't you message me with suggestions on what comes after? I'd love some ideas.
Thanks for reading!
The Count of Monte Cristo-Chapter One
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