Kapitel 97: Good Morning

The sunlight streamed through the windows of the chateau, its rays landing on the face of Napoleon, causing him to open his eyes and squint. He groggily sat up, rubbing his temples and taking a moment to adjust to the new day. The events of the previous night flooded back into his mind, filling him with a sense of anticipation and determination.

As Napoleon lifted his upper body, he glanced over to the side, where Ciela lay peacefully asleep. The rays falling on her cheeks created an ethereal glow, accentuating her delicate features. Napoleon couldn't help but feel a surge of affection as he observed her serene expression. He leaned in closer, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face.

Upon his touch, he no longer felt the warmness on her face, it seemed as though her fever was gone now.

Ciela stirred, her eyelids fluttering open. A smile bloomed on her lips as she met Napoleon's gaze.

"Good morning, my love," she whispered softly.