Entering the walls of the Vatican within the apartments once given to that her family the Borgia, Louise was the only legitimate child to Cesare Bogia a man most remembered for his cruelty and his ruthlessness on the battlefield, Louisa whom she was called so often was no acception to her Borgia heritage and those terrible deeds her grandfather the pope had done before her time and left behind in his wake, yes many knew of her grandfather Alexander VI and she heard much about it over the years.
The years passed and she had been married to her second husband, although she was now a widow once to her first husband who died on the battle field, Louise was carrying within her the first child she would have ever conceived with her Bourbon husband, Philippe de Bourbon, Louise had grown to love her husband dearly whom had been so good to her, Louise looked at the portraits above on the wall and observed the features of them, only then did she see one of her father and she couldn't help but giggle a bit, she knew her father well in some ways but it humored her the way he looked upon that wall, others could hear her chuckling a bit at the fresco paintings upon the wall around her, some looked quite incredible to her and others sparked her curiosity. When someone entered she turned to look whom it was and glanced over "Borgia" they spoke assuming but it had been long since the fall of her family of course but she was happy to be there and nodded "Yes of course" she told them and nodded respectfully as she adjusted her skirts.