Eagle’s Glory

"M. Edgar de Treville, son of the Marquis of Treville, has come to join you."

In Andre Davout's respectful expression, there was an irresistible look of joy.

"I heard the message from the guard just now, so I came to tell you right away—now he's outside the door of the hotel, do you want to meet him right away?"

The Marquis of Treville came from a prestigious family, and has always been loyal to Emperor Napoleon, and he did not change his position even in such a difficult situation, which he admired very much.

What's more, this time he was also able to rush to His Majesty's side to serve His Majesty through the introduction of the Marquis.

Therefore, he also has a good impression of Edgar de Treville - he can understand the difficulty that the Marquis of Treville cannot come to serve because of his special status, and the Marquis sent his only son to accompany His Majesty on adventures, This is enough to prove his loyalty.

He also felt genuine joy for His Majesty to have such loyal followers by his side.

Compared to Andre Davout's overjoyed look, Aigron's reaction was much more complicated.

When he was hiding in a small Swiss farm, he met Edgar and spent some time with him. In general, Aigron didn't have much hatred for Edgar, Edgar's easy-going wit 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 he had already been deeply tainted by the habit of frivolous sons and brothers, who only wanted to enjoy the pleasures, and hated hardships and adventures. , he is definitely not a warrior willing to charge for himself at any time.

However, this does not mean that his arrival has only a side effect - the Treville family is famous, and since he is here, it also proves that his prestige is enough to make such a famous family loyal to him.

Aigron quickly turned these thoughts into his mind.

"This is really good news, Andre." He smiled gently, "Go and call him, I'll wait for him on the balcony."

"Okay, Your Majesty!" Andre Davout stood at attention, then led the way.

He walked out of the hotel lobby and walked all the way to the hotel's gate.

Sure enough, there was a large carriage outside the gate, several guards surrounded the carriage, and a young man with blond hair was standing at the door of the carriage, as if explaining something to them.

He recognized it immediately, and it was indeed Edgar de Treville—although he did not know him well, but he had met a few times because he was also a Bonapartist.

So, he quickened his pace and walked over.

Because he was the captain of the guard, none of the guards dared to stop him, and immediately made way for him.

"Edgar!" Andre Davout stood in front of Edgar, shouted his name, then grabbed his shoulder and shook it. "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 grabbed Andre's shoulder as well, "I'm one step behind you, I'm so sorry ."

"At least you are in good time. Your Majesty needs everyone's help." Andre replied, "By the way, after I leave Paris, how is the Marquis? How is your health?"

"My father is in good health, and he is in good spirits because of His Majesty's expedition." Edgar still smiled, "He just hates himself for not being able to come in person and betrays His Majesty's trust in him."

"It doesn't matter, we can understand his hardships, and no one will blame him." Andre Davout shook his head, "And now you are not here? The Treville family was not absent during His Majesty's expedition. , that's great!"

"Looks like you're being used by Your Majesty now?" Edgar asked again. "These guards have a lot of respect for you."

"Thanks to His Majesty's trust, I was appointed by him as the captain of the **** to protect his safety." Andre replied slightly embarrassedly, "Although my abilities are limited, I will do my best to accomplish this duty."

"It's amazing! Congratulations!" Edgar smiled and patted the other's shoulder again, "I believe you are competent enough."

While maintaining the 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 young people.

"Okay, let's go in together." After the greeting, Andre entered the topic, "His Majesty has just heard my announcement, he is very happy... He promised to see you immediately, please come with me now. , let's not keep him waiting."

"Yeah." Edgar nodded immediately, then, to Andre's surprise, he didn't move immediately, but looked back at the carriage again.

"Okay, Agnes, come down! We can go in!"

Agnes! The name made Andre feel like he was struck by lightning.

Then, under his stunned gaze, the door of the carriage reopened, and a pair of small orange leather shoes with floral ornaments appeared in his sight. In the shaking, the white silk socks flashed by.

Soon, a young girl stepped down from the carriage.

Her golden-brown hair hung in a bun behind her head, she held a parasol in her white hands, and her smart eyes looked around, surveying the surrounding environment.

The beautiful face and the gentle and stretched movements make her full of girlish charm.

Andre Davout looked stunned—but not so much because of her beauty and charm as because...he knew the girl.

Sure enough, it was Agnes...

"What's this... how?" he finally regained his senses and asked Edgar dryly.

"This is Agnes, my wife's sister, who escorted me along the way." Edgar explained to him with a smile, "Don't look at her coquettish appearance, she is very skilled..."

Yes, it's awesome! Andre Davout answered in his heart.

He really suffered.

"Then...then what should I do with her?" he asked again.

"If possible, let her live here for a while." Edgar replied immediately, "My wife asks her to stay here for a while to protect me, and I think that when His Majesty is employing people, maybe she will also can help..."

"That's right." Andre nodded.

He has regained his composure, and the thinking that has just been interrupted has reconnected. "Well, I'll take you to see Your Majesty first. She finds a room in the hotel to rest, what do you think?"

"That's the best way." Edgar secretly rejoiced, knowing people is really easy to do, Agnes was brought to His Majesty's side so easily by herself - after the first step, the next step is easy. .

The most important task given to him by his father is this one, and he can see it himself. He can't charge the battle, and he can't govern the country's finances. If he wants to have a place in His Majesty's heart, the most convenient thing is nepotism - let's talk about it. , like His Majesty's kind of noble and noble, and also does not humiliate Agnes.

Just as he was secretly delighted, Andre Davout walked up to Agnes.

"Miss Agnes, do you remember me?" he asked nervously, looking at the girl.

Agnes frowned slightly, thought for a moment, but gave up quickly. "Who are you? Have we met before? When?"

She doesn't remember me anymore... André Davout's heart suddenly got mixed up.

It was only at this time that he thought that for him, the experience of the fiasco was so unforgettable that he dared not see anyone; but to this girl, he was just an ordinary, unknown defeated general.

There were so many losers like this that she didn't even bother to remember them.

Thinking of this, he felt an indescribable discomfort.

However, he thought about it, that's fine, at least his painful humiliation will not be brought up by others.

Now, I already have a more important life goal, and put aside the previous experience of being brave and ruthless, and the shame of defeat.

After a moment of silence, he bowed to the girl.

"It's nothing. I met you at an event and exchanged a few words. 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 talking too much..." Agnes was a little overwhelmed when she was praised so much when she first met, and smiled embarrassedly, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Andre Davout." Andre replied in a low voice, then immediately made a gesture, "Okay, please come in with me."

Soon, he walked into the hotel with Edgar and Agnes.

He arranged for the maid of the hotel to place Agnes in a room, and then took Edgar straight to the rooftop on the top floor to meet His Majesty.

The two of them chatted as they walked, reminiscing about interesting things in Paris.

When he was about to reach the top floor, Andre suddenly remembered something and stopped. "Edgar, I have something to remind you of."

"Well, please tell me." Edgar nodded.

"There is a girl next to 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 collide with her. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous." Andre whispered.

"What...?!" Edgar's reaction was bigger than Andrei imagined.

Of course Andre didn't know the plans in Edgar's heart.

"I see, she's His Majesty's favorite concubine, isn't it? It's normal, after all, she's at a young age..." Edgar's face became much ugly, but he still smiled reluctantly, "Where is this girl? Man, what's your name?"

"It is His Majesty's former fiancee, His Royal Highness Princess Teresa. She came over despite her dissuasion, so His Majesty was moved, and promised to marry her in the future." Andre's voice dropped even lower, "Your Majesty thinks this It's best to keep it a secret first, so you just need to know it in your heart, you don't have to say it out..."

Edgar stunned Andre, as if struck by lightning.

"What's the matter, Edgar?" Andre was a little surprised. "Why are you so resistant? Is it because she's Austrian?"

"No... No, I'm just a little shocked..." Edgar reacted, shook his head quickly, and then laughed dryly, "It's still like this, but I still don't give up, the love of Her Royal Highness is really touching. ."

"Yes, it is indeed worthy of admiration." Andre Davout nodded, "In short, Your Majesty has said that all of us must respect Her Royal Highness the Princess and treat her like a mistress, and you will meet her in the future. She must know how to be measured when she is not, and if she leaves a bad impression, I am afraid that Your Majesty will also be angry."

"I understand, I understand..." Edgar nodded again and again. "Don't worry, I absolutely respect her."

At the same time, his thoughts were running fast.

He never imagined that the marriage contract that he thought His Majesty had failed would actually turn around, Princess Teresa ran to His Majesty again, and she would become His Majesty's wife.

He didn't have any ill feelings for Princess Teresa herself, nor did he care about her Austrian identity, but...his plan suffered a serious setback.

The plan died before it even started, and this also meant that his father's and his own plans came to nothing on the first day that he came to His Majesty's place.

How can this not be heartbreaking! ?

Could it be that he was destined to come back this time without success? Although he is flashy, he is also a little self-aware. He knows that it is absolutely difficult for him to gain His Majesty's appreciation by his own performance, and it is also difficult for him to stand out among these followers.

So...why not continue? A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

No one has stipulated that His Majesty can only like one person... The French monarchs have come this way for generations.

Even if Princess Teresa is here, why is Agnes unloved?

Thinking of this, he regained his spirit.

"Okay, Andre, take me to see His Majesty, I'm ready."

"Okay." Andre Davout nodded, then stopped talking, took Edgar down the stairs to the top floor, and came to the rooftop.

At this time, Aigron was already sitting at the table looking at the seascape in the distance.

"Your Majesty!" As soon as he saw the young man, Edgar stepped forward, kneeled on one knee respectfully, and saluted him, "I'm sorry, I'm late, please forgive me!"

"It's okay, Edgar, I'm very happy to see you again." Aegron waved to him with a smile, motioning him to stand up.

Edgar stood up, followed Aigron's instructions and walked beside him, then sat down.

"How is General Treville now?" Aegron asked after he was seated.

"Father is all right, he just suffers for not being able to come and serve you in person," Edgar replied.

"There is no need to suffer, there will always be opportunities in the future." Aegron replied with a smile, "And what about Alice? Has she given birth? It should be too soon after all?"

"When I was leaving, Alice was about to give birth, but 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." Aigron was very interested after hearing this, and extended his hand to him.