Eagle’s Glory

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

André Davout had an unconcealable joy in his respectful expression.

"I just heard the news from the guards, so I came over to tell you immediately—he is outside the hotel gate now, do you want to meet him immediately?"

The Marquis of Treville was born in a famous family and has always been loyal to Emperor Napoleon. Even in such a difficult situation, he did not change his position. He admired him very much.

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

So he is also full of affection for Edgar-de-Tréville-he can understand the difficulties of the Marquis of Treville who cannot 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 feels sincere joy that His Majesty has such loyal followers by his side.

Compared with André Davout's happy face, 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. Generally speaking, Aigron did not have much dislike for Edgar. Edgar's easy-going humor and artistic talent All made him feel very good.

However, he could also tell that Edgar had spent too long in Paris' romantic scene, and had already been deeply tainted with the frivolous and slutty son-in-law's habit. , he is definitely not a warrior who is willing to charge for himself at any time.

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

Aigron quickly turned these thoughts in his mind and put them in his heart.

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

"Yes, Your Majesty!" André Davout stood at attention, and then took the order to leave.

He walked out of the lobby of the hotel, and walked all the way to the door of the hotel.

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

He recognized it immediately,

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." Edgar was a little surprised by his appearance at first, but soon laughed, and also grabbed Andre's shoulder, "I'm a step behind you, I'm so sorry .”

"At least you have caught up with the good times. His Majesty just needs everyone's help." Andre replied, "By the way, after I left Paris, how is the Marquis? Are you 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 can't come in person, and he has failed 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 you are here now? The Treville family was not absent during 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 bodyguard, responsible for protecting his safety." Andre replied slightly embarrassed, "Although my ability is limited, I will do my best to fulfill 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 exchanging pleasantries, Andre got to the point, "Your Majesty has just heard my report, and he is very happy... He 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 dumbfounded gaze, the door of the carriage opened again, and a pair of small orange leather shoes with floral decorations appeared in his sight. 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 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. 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 nobleman like His Majesty does not disgrace Agnes.

While he was secretly delighted, Andre Davout walked in front of Agnes.

"Miss Agnes, do you remember me?" He looked at the girl and asked nervously.

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

She doesn't remember me anymore... André Davout felt mixed feelings.

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, she didn't even bother to spend a little effort to remember them.

Thinking of this, he felt an indescribable discomfort.

However, he thought about it again, this is good, at least his painful humiliation will not be mentioned by others.

Now, I already have a more important goal in life, let's put aside those brave experiences and the shame of defeat.

After a moment of silence, he bowed to pay 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?"

"André Davout." André replied in a low voice, and then immediately made a gesture, "Okay, please come in with me, both of you."

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 chatted while walking, recalling interesting things in Paris.

When he was about to reach the top floor, Andre suddenly remembered something, so he 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 imagined.

Of course Andre didn't know about those calculations in Edgar's mind.

"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 secret, so you just know it in your heart, and you don’t have to say it..."

Edgar stunned Andre, looking as if he had been struck by lightning.

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

"No... no, I'm just a little shocked..." Edgar reacted, shook his head hastily, and then laughed dryly, "It's all like this and I will never leave it. Your Royal Highness's love is really touching. .”

"Yes, it is indeed worthy of admiration." André Davout nodded, "In short, His Majesty has already said that all of us must respect Her Royal Highness and treat her like the mistress. You will 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 marriage contract that he thought His Majesty had failed would turn around, and Princess Teresa would come to His Majesty again, and she would become His Majesty's wife in sight.

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 it is absolutely difficult to gain His Majesty's appreciation based on his own performance, and it is also 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 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 down 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.