章 57: Return to Paris

August 5th, 1794

Napoleon sat in his military tent, the sounds of the camp bustling around him. The taste of the apple lingered on his tongue as he absorbed the words of Ciela's letter. The news of Maximilien Robespierre's execution struck him deeply, stirring a mix of emotions within his young and ambitious heart.

As he continued reading, memories of the revolution flooded his mind. The chaotic days when the revolutionaries seized control of the government, proclaiming liberty, equality, and fraternity. The ideals resonated with him, inspiring a sense of hope and change. But somewhere along the way, that hope had turned into a twisted path of violence and fear.