"Mr. Edgar de Treville, son of the Marquis de Treville, has come to join you."
Andre Davout's respectful expression was filled with joy that could not be concealed.
"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.
So 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 because of 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 elation, Aigron'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.
It all made him feel very good.
However, he could also see that Edgar had been in Paris for too long and had already been deeply tainted with the frivolous and dissolute habits of a young man. He only thought about romantic enjoyment 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 they were both Bonapartists.
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." Edgar was a little surprised by his appearance 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 have 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 his health okay?"
"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 His 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 responsibility."
"That's great! 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 popular with young people.
"Okay, let's go in together." After greetings, Andre got down to the topic, "His Majesty has 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 floral decorations appeared in his sight. Then, a light yellow skirt with lace floated out of the door, and at the hem of 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, "Despite her delicate and timid appearance, she is very skilled..."
Yes, it’s amazing! 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
Can you help me a little bit..."
"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, and 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.
Already.
The most important task assigned to him by his father was this one. He also saw it himself. He could neither charge into battle nor govern the country. If he wanted to have a position in His Majesty's heart, the most convenient thing was nepotism - besides,
, a noble man like Your Majesty would not humiliate Agnes.
While he was secretly rejoicing, André Davout walked up to Agnes.
"Miss Agnes, do you remember me?" He looked at the girl and 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 felt mixed emotions 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 about it, 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 can put aside the previous experiences of being brave and fierce, as well as 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 laughed 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 took Edgar and Agnes into the hotel.
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, recalling 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 in her prime of life..." Edgar's face became much uglier, but he still managed to smile, "Where is this girl from?
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 is the case.
It's best to keep things a secret, so you just know it in your heart and don't have to tell it..."
Edgar and Andre were stunned, looking as if they 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, you 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, be sure to know how to measure it. If it leaves 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 been broken down by His Majesty would actually take a turn, and Princess Teresa would come to 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 serious setback.
The plan was aborted before it even started, which also meant that the plans of my father and myself came to nothing on the first day I came to His Majesty.
How can this not make people heartbroken!?
Is he destined to come back in vain this time? Although he is flashy and dissolute, he is also somewhat self-aware. He knows that with his own performance, it will definitely be difficult to gain His Majesty's appreciation and it will be difficult 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 behavior of French monarchs for many generations?
Even if Princess Teresa is here, what reason does Agnes have for not being 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 down on one knee respectfully and saluted him, "I'm sorry, I'm late, please forgive me!"
"It's okay, Edgar, I'm glad to see you again." Aigron smiled and waved to him, motioning for him to stand up.
Edgar stood up, followed Aigron's instructions, walked next to him, and sat down.
"Is General Treville okay now?" Aigron 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.