Chapitre 291: There's No Turning Back

April 22th, 1802. Versailles, France.

Duke Alfonso de Castellano looked out of his window, gazing upon the beautiful edifice of the residence of the First Consul, the Palace of Versailles.

"So this is where my daughter is living huh?" Alfonso muttered under his breath before the guard outside opened the door. 

Alfonso stepped out of the carriage and followed the guard through the ornate halls of the Palace of Versailles. 

After a short journey through the grand palace, they arrived at a set of imposing double doors guarded by soldiers and one middle-aged man. 

"Don Alfonso de Castellano," Beaumont greeted with a bow.  "The First Consul will be seeing you now." 

Alfonso inclined his head in acknowledgment of Beaumont's greeting and followed him through the imposing double doors into the inner chambers of Napoleon's office.