"Monsieur Edgar de Treville, son of the Marquis de Treville, has come to join you."
Andre Davout's respectful expression contained unconcealable joy.
"I just heard the guard's announcement, so I came over immediately to tell you - now he is outside the hotel door. Do you want to meet him immediately?"
The Marquis de Treville came from a noble family and had always been loyal to Emperor Napoleon. He did not change his position even in such a difficult situation, which he admired very much.
What's more, this time, he was introduced by the Marquis and was able to rush all the way to His Majesty to serve His Majesty.
Therefore, he also had a good impression of Edgar de Treville - he could understand the difficulty of the Marquis of Treville being unable to come to serve due to his special status, and the Marquis sent his only son to accompany His Majesty on the adventure. This is enough to prove his loyalty.
He also felt sincerely happy that His Majesty had such loyal followers by his side.
Compared to Andre Davout's overjoyed appearance, Egeron's reaction was much more complicated.
When he was hiding in a small farm in Switzerland, he met Edgar and spent some time with him. Generally speaking, Aigron didn't have much dislike for Edgar because of Edgar's easy-going humor and artistic talent. All made him feel very good.
However, he could also see that Edgar had been hanging out in Paris for too long, and he had already been deeply infected with the frivolous and dissolute habits of a young man. He only wanted to enjoy life, and hated hardship and adventure. , he is definitely not a warrior willing to charge into battle for himself at any time.
However, this does not mean that his arrival will only have side effects - the Treville family is famous, and since he is here, it has proved that his prestige is enough to make such a famous family loyal to him.
Aiglon quickly put these thoughts aside in his mind.
"This is indeed good news, Andre." He smiled gently, "Go and call him over. I'll wait for him on the balcony."
"Okay, Your Majesty!" Andre Davout stood at attention, then took the order and left.
He walked out of the hotel lobby and walked all the way to the hotel door.
Sure enough, there was a large carriage outside the gate. Several guards were surrounding the carriage, and a young man with blond hair was standing at the door of the carriage, seeming to be explaining something to them.
He immediately recognized that this was indeed Edgar de Treville - although he was not familiar with him, he had met him several times because he was a Bonapartist.
So, he quickened his pace and walked over.
Because he was the captain of the guard, no one of the guards dared to stop him and immediately gave him way.
"Edgar!" Andre Davout stood in front of Edgar, shouted his name loudly, then grabbed his shoulders and shook him. "I didn't expect you to come here!"
"Andre, long time no see." His appearance surprised Edgar at first, but he soon laughed and also grabbed Andre's shoulders, "I'm a step later than you, I'm really sorry. .”
"At least you caught up with the good times. His Majesty just needs everyone's help." Andre replied, "By the way, how is the Marquis after I left Paris? Is he in good health?"
"My father is in good health, and he is in high spirits because of His Majesty's expedition." Edgar still smiled. "He just hates that he cannot come in person and betrays Your Majesty's trust in him."
"It doesn't matter, we can all understand his difficulties, and no one will blame him." Andre Davout shook his head, "And aren't you here now? The Treville family was not absent from His Majesty's expedition. , this is great!”
"It seems that you are now being used by His Majesty?" Edgar asked again, "These guards respect you very much."
"Thanks to His Majesty's trust, I was appointed by him as the captain of the guard, responsible for protecting his safety." Andre replied slightly awkwardly, "Although my ability is limited, I will do my best to complete this duty."
"That's awesome! Congratulations!" Edgar laughed and patted the other person's shoulder again, "I believe you are qualified."
While maintaining a friendly smile on his face, he secretly made up his mind to have a good relationship with Andre, who was very favored in front of the young man.
"Okay, let's go in together." After greetings, Andre got down to the topic, "His Majesty just heard my announcement. He was very happy... and immediately agreed to see you. Now please come with me. , let’s not keep him waiting any longer.”
"Yes." Edgar immediately nodded in agreement, and then, to Andre's surprise, he did not move immediately, but looked back at the carriage.
"Okay, Agnes, come down! We can go in!"
Agnes! The name struck Andre as if he was struck by lightning.
Then, under his stunned gaze, the door of the carriage reopened, and a pair of small orange leather shoes decorated with flowers appeared in his sight. Then, a light yellow skirt with lace floated out of the door, and on the skirt In the shaking, the white silk socks flashed past.
Soon, a young girl got off the carriage.
Her golden brown hair was tied in a bun and hung down behind her head. She held a parasol in her white hand, and her smart eyes looked left and right, taking in the surrounding environment.
Her pretty face and gentle and relaxed movements make her full of girlish charm.
André Davout was stunned - but not so much because of her beauty and charm, but because...he knew this girl.
Sure enough, it was that Agnes...
"What...is going on?" He finally came to his senses and asked Edgar dryly.
"This is Agnes, my wife's sister. She escorted me here all the way." Edgar explained to him with a smile, "Don't look at her delicate and timid appearance, but she is very skilled..."
Yes, it’s awesome! Andre Davout replied in his heart.
He has really suffered.
"Then...then what should I do with her?" he asked again.
"If possible, let her live here for a while." Edgar immediately replied, "My wife asked her to stay here for a while to protect me, and I think that when your Majesty is employing people now, maybe she will also I can help you a little..."
"That's right." Andre nodded.
He had regained his composure, and the thinking that had just been interrupted was reconnected. "Well, let's take you to see His Majesty first. She will find a room in the hotel to rest. What do you think?"
"This is the best." Edgar was secretly happy. Sure enough, knowing someone is easy. Agnes was brought to His Majesty so easily. With the first step, the next step will be easy. .
The most important task assigned to him by his father was this one. He could see it himself. He could neither charge into battle nor govern the country. If he wanted to have a place in His Majesty's heart, the most convenient way was nepotism - besides that, , A noble man like His Majesty would not humiliate Agnes.
While he was chuckling, Andre Davout walked up to Agnes.
"Miss Agnes, do you remember me?" He looked at the girl and then asked nervously.
Agnes frowned slightly and thought for a moment, but quickly gave up. "Who are you? Have we met before? When was it?"
She doesn't remember me anymore...Andre Davout suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.
Only then did he realize that for him, the experience of the tragic defeat was so unforgettable that he did not dare to see anyone; but to this girl, he was just an ordinary, unknown defeated general.
There were so many such losers that she didn't even bother to spend a little effort to remember them.
When he thought of this, he felt indescribably uncomfortable.
However, he then thought, it was good this way, at least his painful humiliation would not be mentioned by others.
Now that I have a more important goal in life, I will put aside the previous experiences of being brave and fierce and the shame of defeat.
After a moment of silence, he bowed and paid tribute to the girl.
"It's nothing. I met you at an event before and exchanged a few words with you. It's normal that you don't remember, but... I admire your style very much. You are the pride of all of us."
"You...you're going too far..." Agnes was a little overwhelmed by being praised like this as soon as they met, and she smiled sheepishly, "By the way, what's your name?"
"Andre Davout." Andre replied in a low voice, and then immediately made a gesture, "Okay, please come in with me."
Soon, he walked into the hotel with Edgar and Agnes.
While he arranged for the hotel maid to put Agnes into a room, he took Edgar straight to the rooftop on the top floor to meet His Majesty.
The two of them walked and chatted, reminiscing about interesting things in Paris.
When he was about to reach the top floor, Andre suddenly remembered something and stopped. "Edgar, there is something I want to remind you."
"Well, please tell me." Edgar nodded.
"There is a girl beside His Majesty. She has a very good relationship with His Majesty. After you come here, you must pay attention to your words and deeds and don't conflict with her. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous." Andre warned in a low voice.
"What...?!" Edgar's reaction was bigger than Andre expected.
Of course Andre didn't know what Edgar was thinking.
"I understand, she is His Majesty's favorite concubine, right? It's normal. After all, she is still in her prime of life..." Edgar's face became much uglier, but he still managed to smile, "Where is this girl? Man, what’s your name?”
"It was His Majesty's former fiancée, Her Royal Highness Princess Theresa. She ran over despite dissuasion, so His Majesty was moved and agreed to marry her in the future." Andre's voice became even lower, "Your Majesty thinks this It's best to keep things a secret, so you just know it in your heart and don't have to tell it..."
Edgar was stunned by Andre, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.
"What's wrong, Edgar?" Andre was a little surprised, "Why are you so resistant? Is it because she is Austrian?"
"No...no, I'm just a little shocked..." Edgar reacted, shook his head quickly, and then laughed dryly, "Even after this, we still won't leave. Your Royal Highness's love is really touching. .”
"Yes, it is indeed worthy of admiration." Andre Davout nodded, "In short, His Majesty has already said that all of us must respect Her Royal Highness the Princess and treat her like our mistress. When you meet her in the future When doing so, you must know how to measure it. If you leave a bad impression on her, I'm afraid His Majesty will also be angry."
"I understand, I understand..." Edgar nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I will definitely respect her."
At the same time, his thoughts were racing rapidly.
He never expected that the engagement that he thought had fallen through would actually take a turn, and Princess Teresa would come to live with His Majesty again, and she would soon become His Majesty's wife.
He didn't have any ill feelings towards Princess Theresa herself, nor did he have any dislike for her Austrian identity, but... his plan suffered a heavy blow.
The plan was aborted before it even started, which also meant that the plans of my father and myself came to naught on the first day I came to His Majesty.
How can this not make people heartbroken! ?
Is he destined to come back without success this time? Although he is flashy and dissolute, he is also somewhat self-aware. He knows that with his own performance, it is absolutely difficult to gain the appreciation of His Majesty and to stand out among these followers.
So... why not continue? A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
No one has ever stipulated that Your Majesty can only like one person... Hasn't this been the way French monarchs have been for generations?
Even if Princess Teresa is here, what reason does Agnes have to not be loved?
When he thought of this, he regained his energy.
"Okay, Andre, take me to see His Majesty. I'm ready."
"Okay." Andre Davout nodded, then without further words, he led Edgar along the stairs to the top floor and to the rooftop.
At this time, Aigron was already sitting at the table looking at the sea view in the distance.
"Your Majesty!" As soon as he saw the young man, Edgar immediately walked forward, then knelt on one knee respectfully and saluted him, "I'm sorry, I'm late, please forgive me!"
"It's okay, Edgar, I'm happy to see you again." Aigron smiled and waved to him, motioning for him to stand up.
Edgar stood up, then followed Aiglon's instructions and walked next to him, and then sat down.
"Is General Treville okay now?" Agron asked after he sat down.
"Everything is fine, father. He is just suffering from the fact that he cannot come to serve you personally." Edgar replied.
"There is no need to suffer, there will always be opportunities in the future." Aigron replied with a smile, "What about Alice? Has she given birth already? It should be almost time, right?"
"When I was leaving, Alice was about to give birth. Unfortunately, I couldn't witness the birth of our child." Edgar replied in a regretful tone, "By the way, Alice also wrote you a letter."
"Oh? Very good, show me." After hearing this, Aigron was very interested and stretched out his hand to him.
