บท 437: Fleeting Moments

August 15, 1823.

It was Napoleon Bonaparte's birthday, and the scene was quite different from the usual formalities of the imperial court. His children, both sons and daughters, gathered around him, singing "Happy Birthday" with enthusiasm. The mood was light and cheerful, more akin to a family gathering than a stately celebration.

Napoleon appeared visibly relaxed and pleased. Surrounded by his family, there was a noticeable softening of his usually stern demeanor. The room, set up for the occasion, was not overly decorated, maintaining a simplicity that allowed the focus to remain on the familial interactions.

"This must be my last birthday," Napoleon said wearily. 

When Napoleon said that to his children, they immediately wore a somber expression. They had been aware of their father's declining health, but hearing him voice it so bluntly brought a sense of reality to the situation.