After the death of Louis XVI, the royal captives in the prison of the Temple(?) had seemingly been forgotten. The hatred of the Parisian masses for Louix XVI had been something entirely political, more toward the king than the man; the one that the people had toward Marie-Antoinette was, on the contrary, both political and personal.The queen had found implacable enemies, not only in the innovators that sought to overthrow and change the monarchy, but also among her own courtisans and even her family members. Neither one nor the other could forgive her independent spirit, her taste for elegance, her predilection for unethical distraction; in their eyes her beauty, her grace, had become griefs. By distorting her feelings, incriminating her actions, they had managed to turn this woman into an enemy of all women; such was the fate of the queen.
The revolutionary had seen in her a will far more powerful than that of the weak Louis XVI; they understood that if there would be any resistance against their works, it would be the doing of Marie-Antoinette, and they had depicted her as the most determined enemy of freedom for which all hearts beat; they had designated her as the vampire of France and the friend of strangers.