Under Aigron's order, Chanel quickly ran to notify the Treville couple, and they were very surprised and immediately agreed to this invitation, which they were honored to have, to attend the birthday party of His Majesty Napoleon II tomorrow.
That night, Chanel and the maid brought by Queen Ortense made cakes together, and time passed quickly.
At noon the next day, Aigron came to the lobby of the farmhouse. Although the conditions here were simple, it had been carefully cleaned and all the metal objects had been polished, waiting for his arrival.
When he appeared at the door, everyone was already excited, and their eyes were all focused on the young man for an instant.
Is this my current family fortune? Although it is shabby, it seems to be satisfactory. Aigron thought to himself.
Then, he showed a gentle smile, nodded to everyone, then strode in and sat on the main seat.
On his left sat Queen Ortense and his two sons, and on his right sat the Edgars and Agnes. At the moment, they all smiled at him, celebrating that the boy had grown one year older.
Aigron knew that he had nothing but a title now, and even this title was only recognized by a limited number of people in a small circle, so he didn't like to act like an emperor.
But today, he unconsciously looked proud and reserved, displaying the dignity that a young emperor should have.
The feeling of being admired by others is indeed a comforting feeling.
After Aiglon took his seat, Queen Hortense, the eldest among those present, spoke first.
"Your Majesty, I really never thought that I would have the day to celebrate your birthday... I am really filled with emotions today. In the past ten years, every time I think of you, I feel a little sad. I don't understand why God has given me such a gift.
I gave you such a glorious birth, then why did I give you so many disasters?" She was full of feelings and looked at the young man with complicated eyes, "But now I understand that the previous hardships may be God's tempering.
You, so that you can transform from an ignorant child with a silver spoon in your mouth to a great man who can take on big responsibilities, so that you can truly take over your father's legacy. Today I am here to congratulate you on growing up, and I also wish you the best in the future.
Everything will go well and great achievements will be achieved."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Queen." Aigron looked at Queen Ortense with respect, "I will never forget the help you gave me when I just started my career... You proved your true feelings to me.
I am not only touched but also very pleased with the loyalty and love of the Bonaparte family, because it proves that the late emperor’s love and care for you was not wrong. No matter what happens in the future, you will be my relative, and I will protect you, and
I will do my best to repay you. If I return to Paris one day, you will be the brightest star there."
"At my age, there is no need to talk about celebrities." Queen Ortense smiled, "But Paris is really nostalgic. I really hope I can return there one day to see it."
Until now, she still doesn't really believe that the young man's great cause can be successful, at least not in her lifetime. But even so, she is still very willing to believe and encourage this young man.
There are only embers left in her life. Besides hoping for his success, what else can she hope for?
Then, Louis, who was sitting next to Queen Hortense, began to congratulate Aiglon.
"Your Majesty, I wish you a happy birthday! The greatest honor in my life is to personally rescue you so that the new generation of our family can fight for a glorious cause again. I will use all my courage and enthusiasm to do my best to
At your service, our family will return to the top of Europe!"
Then there's Charlie.
"Happy birthday to you, Your Majesty. I am honored to be born as your cousin and to be able to participate in your great cause. I sincerely hope that you can return to the throne as soon as possible and let the Bonaparte family
Your heroic name will be passed down forever. Although we are the only ones with you today, sooner or later the world will cheer for you!"
The two cousins' enthusiastic congratulations made Aigron infected and he became excited.
Although he has always felt a little wary of them, he admires their high ambition and never-ending power of action.
The young people of the Bonaparte family are destined to fight for their dream career and will never be willing to sink into mediocrity.
"Two cousins, I thank you for your continued help. We still have too many hardships to overcome in the future. I hope you will continue to surround me and strive for a common goal." Under excitement,
Aiglon said to his two cousins, "The glory of the family needs each of us to fight for and maintain it. Please continue to work hard in the future. As long as you succeed, everything will be worth it. The empire will definitely not lack your place."
Next, it’s the turn of the Treville couple on the right.
"Your Majesty, I wish you a happy birthday!" Edgar de Treville paid tribute to the young man in an exaggerated and high-pitched tone. "We, the Treville family, will remember His Majesty the Emperor's kindness and stick to our creed forever.
I am loyal to you and your successors. If the empire is re-established, then I and my descendants, whether holding pen or sword, will be your most loyal ministers, fighting for the great cause of the Bonaparte family until the end.
Die forever!"
"Your Majesty, I wish you a happy birthday." Alice also spoke at the right time. "Although I have only met you for a few days, you have already left a deep impression on me. You are knowledgeable, determined, and capable in both civil and military affairs.
I don’t doubt that you have the potential to become a great monarch. But because of this, I have to advise you that as a king, you should not be too superstitious about your own abilities and close your eyes and ears. You must listen to the call of the people, because only the love of the people will
Only then can the king truly maintain his rule... The French people have experienced too many disasters, and I beg you to love them."
"I will, Alice." Aiglon smiled and nodded, "By the way, I also wish you a long line of descendants. I hope that if I come to France one day, the Treville family can always assist me in governing this country.
To maintain the love of the people.”
"If you don't mind it, I'm very happy." Aiglon's teasing made Alice blush slightly, but she still nodded firmly. "I will teach my children to stick to the creed."
Next, everyone's eyes moved to the silent Agnes' face.
Agnes was obviously embarrassed. She obviously had no experience in dealing with this kind of situation, and she didn't know what position she should take here.
After hesitating for a moment, in order not to ruin the atmosphere at the moment, she forced herself to speak.
"Happy birthday, sir. I...I wish you all the best."
Seeing her embarrassed look, Aigron couldn't help laughing.
Agnes made her thoughts clear beforehand, so he did not force her to surrender to his thoughts.
Because she was afraid that her sister would be too embarrassed, Alice came to the rescue. "Agnes, I don't want you to get involved in the rights and wrongs of politics, so I wanted to hide it from you at first, but unfortunately you still guessed it yourself.
... But even so, you don’t have to be embarrassed. We can handle the matter between Edgar and I ourselves. You can act according to your own ideas. But - on days like today, I hope you can be more kind to His Majesty.
A little respect, after all you are already friends."
"Respect, of course I respect you!" Agnes replied quickly, "I just can't get used to calling you Your Majesty. After all, it's a bit strange, isn't it? The gentleman is obviously about the same age as me, but he has to treat himself as Your Majesty seriously and respectfully! For a moment,
It’s really hard to turn around. However, I don’t care who sits on the throne. In comparison, Mr. Memmingen is at least...at least more pleasing to the eye than our current stinky old king."
"Ha ha ha ha"
Agnes' words caused a burst of laughter.
Agron felt that Agnes's words were the most sincere among everyone present.
"Don't worry, you will get used to it sooner or later, Agnes." Agron nodded cordially to Agnes, "Thank you for attending my birthday party, and I hope to invite you in the future."
"Okay! No problem!" Agnes gestured cheerfully.
In this way, everyone present paid tribute to the young man with a respectful attitude and tone, congratulated him on his birthday, and wished him an early success in his great career.
Just after they finished their congratulations, Chanel and Queen Ortense's maid brought up the prepared cake.
Aigron stood up, picked up the wine glass, and glanced at everyone present.
"Cheers." He said calmly.
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Others shouted one after another, and then toasted to His Majesty's birthday together.
Only Agnes raised her glass, but she did not call him Your Majesty like the others. She just pursed her lips and silently smiled at Agron and nodded as a congratulation.
Then, people who were already in high spirits began to taste the cake, and Aiglon's birthday party also reached its climax.
While people hiding in a small farm in Switzerland were celebrating the birthday of His Majesty Emperor Napoleon II, people hundreds of kilometers away in Vienna were also secretly blessing him.
However, compared to the cheerful atmosphere in the farm, the environment here is much gloomier and bleak.
In the manor belonging to Archduke Karl on the outskirts of Vienna, Princess Teresa stayed in the study as usual.
Next to her desk, there is a book where she keeps her digests. At this time, the book has been opened, and it happens to be turned to the page that contains the note that His Highness originally wrote to her.
She had read the words on it many times and could almost recite them by heart, but the person who wrote them was missing.
She knew that today was His Highness's birthday, and she remembered even more that if... if this accident had not happened, today was the day that the palace was scheduled to announce the engagement of the two people - although she took the initiative to postpone it.
How wonderful it would be if...if these tragic accidents didn't happen.
Instead of sadness and anger, she is more worried now - she doesn't know what His Highness's situation is now, whether he is safe or in danger, but she knows that His Highness will face too many difficult challenges in the future.
On the way to escape, he couldn't have too many people around him to protect him, nor could there be many people to give him advice to prevent him from taking a detour and wasting the freedom he had gained after abandoning everything.
His Highness needs her help.
However, there is no news of His Highness' current whereabouts. Even if you want to help him, what can you do?
When she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel sad.
God, please stop playing tricks on me and let me know where he is as soon as possible!
She couldn't help but lament in her heart.
"Your Highness, happy birthday." After a moment, she whispered a blessing that no one could hear, then picked up the pastry on the small plate next to her and ate it in small bites.
If His Highness is still here, right now she is watching His Highness eat these pastries with her own eyes, right?
When she thought of the happy life she had longed for so suddenly, Teresa couldn't help but feel sour in her heart, and it took a lot of effort to keep herself from crying out of grievance.
But she also knew that now was not the time to cry.
If you lose something, you can't cry back. You can only find ways to fight for it and regain everything you once deserved.
During this period of time, she has been staying behind closed doors. On the one hand, she doesn't like to show up to the outside world, and on the other hand, she also doesn't want to face those rumors.
In the past two months, there have been some unfavorable rumors about her, or whispers of gloating about her misfortune, and every time she heard such rumors, Archduke Karl would become furious.
The old father was furious because of his daughter's reputation, and he hated that bastard even more.
"Teresa!" While Theresa was still deep in thought, she suddenly heard an anxious call from beside her.
Then, she looked to the side with hazy eyes and found that her parents were looking at her with sad faces.
"As expected...as expected of you..." Archduke Karl pointed to the cake on the table, and then looked at his daughter angrily, "Can't you forget that brat!?"
"Sorry, Dad, I can't forget, let alone forget each other." Teresa looked at her father stubbornly, "Do you want to teach your daughter to forget her fiancé?"
"You are still saying such things at this time!" Archduke Karl waved his hand vigorously, as if he was waving a riding crop, "This is all over, over!"
"Dad, whatever you say, I will not change my mind." Teresa replied stubbornly, "Anyway, in my heart, Your Highness is just traveling temporarily, and nothing has changed yet."
"...You have gone crazy." Archduke Karl frowned, "This kind of thing is not something you can decide."
"If you insist on thinking so, then just think I'm crazy." There were tears in the corners of Teresa's eyes. "I have never asked you for anything since I was a child. This time I just want to do what I want, because I have already asked you for anything."
I have sworn an oath. You can either let me do what I want or send me to a monastery... I would rather never see the light of day for the rest of my life than change my oath!"
Archduke Karl was furious and his chest was heaving violently, but there was nothing he could do about his daughter.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life!
Mrs. Henrietta next to her looked at her husband and daughter and sighed inwardly.
In the past two months, their father and daughter have had countless similar conversations, and each time they ended in a stubborn quarrel.
Although she was as angry as her husband about the boy's behavior, her daughter was so persistent and after such a long stalemate, she couldn't help but relent.
"Why don't you wait any longer?" she suggested in a low voice.
"What are you waiting for?!" Archduke Karl asked.
"His Royal Highness is also too focused on fame and wants to restore the family's prestige. I can actually understand this feeling." Henrietta said in a low voice, "Since Theresa is so insistent, let's first see what he can do.
It’s not too late to make achievements and consider other things. Maybe Theresa can be a queen in the future..."
"Bah! What a rag queen, what the hell! Those are the French! Those are white-skinned savages, a group of barbarians, bandits! They chopped off my aunt's head back then, and they will chop off Theresa's head in the future." Karl
The Grand Duke replied loudly, "I never thought that in my old age with gray hair, I would receive a box one day containing her beautiful but hateful little head!"
Although the atmosphere at the moment was tense and serious, Archduke Carl's words made both Madam and Teresa amused and couldn't help laughing.
"Dad, please let me fight for my own happiness." After laughing for a moment, Teresa became serious again.
Then, she looked at her father and expressed her determination in front of them for an unknown number of times in a firm tone, "Anyway, I must go to see His Highness."