บท 355: The Anticipated Reunion Part 1

August 9th, 1821. Within the opulent chambers of the Palace of Versailles, Emperor Napoleon rested peacefully, enveloped in the luxury of his grand bed. The soft rhythm of his breathing resonated through the room, punctuated occasionally by gentle snores. 

Outside, the first light of dawn was beginning to touch the palace's magnificent façade, casting a warm, golden glow across the vast estate. Inside, the emperor's personal attendants moved quietly, ensuring that everything was in its rightful place, and the atmosphere was serene, befitting a ruler of Napoleon's caliber.

In the emperor's chamber, the heavy drapes had been pulled back, letting the morning light seep in and gently coax the ruler from his slumber. His eyelids fluttered open, and he made an attempt to sit up but found his movement hindered by Ciela's arm draped comfortably across his torso.