Eagle's Glory

Princess Sophie was suddenly furious again, she turned her gaze, and found that the person talking to her was Eggron's mother and her eldest aunt, Grand Duchess Louisa.

Even if she was angry, she couldn't express it face to face. Sophie could only suppress her anger and nodded lightly, "Well, it's really a good dance, Your Highness. As a girl who just entered the social world , it’s not easy to be so calm.”

"Yeah, it's not easy to have such a calm mind at such a young age." Grand Duchess Luisa nodded, "However, I feel that it's also because of having a good dance partner - I feel that Franz The performance is also very good, what do you think? I hope it is not my illusion."

"He just performed as he should, and there is nothing to praise." Princess Sophie replied indifferently, without showing any joy or anger. "After all, you have high hopes for him, right?"

"Yes, I do hope that he will be honored to be Teresa's husband--" Luisa nodded again, "And after I read it, I really think they are a good match, Sophie, what do you think? "

This question completely angered Sophie, and she sensed the other party's intentions.

"What do you mean by asking me this?" She asked coldly, "I didn't know my feelings were so important."

"Of course it's very important." Luisa nodded. "After all, most people here know that you mean a lot to Franz, and he should listen to your opinions."

"So, what do you want me to say?" Princess Sophie asked bluntly.

"Sophie, don't look at me like that, I have no hostility towards you." Luisa shook her head lightly, "I think you know that I have been working hard to make things happen tonight... I hope Franz has a Bright future, if you have the same expectations for him, you should know what to do. I don't have any complaints against you, I just hope everyone is better..."

Sophie gently opened the folding fan, then squeezed it hard.

A crisp sound of "pop" interrupted Luisa's words.

"Better? Who is better? Has anyone asked you for instructions?" She looked at the Grand Duchess Luisa coldly. "We know how to deal with the matter between me and Aigron, and we don't need anyone to give us pointers!"

As soon as she said this, she became more and more angry, "Besides, after so many years of being alone and alone, he didn't even smile much. It was only after I came that he was always happy! When I took care of him, Teresa wasn't there. You seem to be absent; when I was with him, you were not there; when he was injured, you also forgot, or I tried to take care of him! Now what qualifications do you have to pretend to be a loving mother?!"

Being so angrily reprimanded by her, Louisa lost her smile for a while.

"So what do you think?"

"We will settle our affairs by ourselves. Take care of yourself, Your Highness." After Sophie finished speaking, she stood up and walked away.

[The deformed jaw inherited from Habao seems to be a genetic disease of the male line. Women seem to have basically no similar facial disorders, and children born to women who marry outside basically have no similar problems (such as the queen of King Louis XIII of France and the queen of Louis XVI All belong to the Habsburg family, but none of the heirs born have obvious facial deformities), and even if they are male heirs, not all of them are like this.

So stop talking about the chin, Archduke Karl is very healthy and Teresa is very healthy! 】　　

40, arrangement

While Princess Sophie was watching the boys and girls dancing on the dance floor, Metternich, the Prime Minister of the Austrian Empire, was also watching the scene in front of him with great interest.

Contrary to Princess Sophie, the prime minister is in a better mood now, and he is particularly satisfied to see that the plan he pushed is being implemented steadily.

At his position and age, gold, silver, jewels or wine and beauties can hardly impress this haggard heart. Only the desire for power can make his body feel alive again.

The government he was in charge of, the envoys of European countries, and even members of the royal family all acted like pieces on a chessboard in the orbit he set. This feeling was wonderful enough to surpass any entertainment in the world, and it was enough to drive him dozens Work day in and day out and never feel tired.

The son of Napoleon, the daughter of Grand Duke Karl, they dance together, what exquisite chess pieces!

Just as Prime Minister Metternich was admiring the dance leisurely, he noticed a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo walking towards him quickly. He quickly recognized it as Count Litvinsky, the ambassador of the Russian Empire. .

The tall, brown-whiskered, hard-bodied man now seemed all the more aggressive because of his unhappiness.

"Mr. Ambassador, do you have any advice?" the Prime Minister asked knowingly.

"Your Excellency, although I don't know what you are doing, I feel that you are planning something very dangerous." Count Litwinski said straight to the point, "If I read correctly, you intend to match Napoleon's son and Trump Her Royal Highness Princess Leisa?"

"I would like to make a point of correction to you. He is not only the son of Napoleon, but also the grandson of His Majesty the Emperor. He is a recognized member of the royal family——Duke of Reichstedt." Prime Minister Metternich replied unhurriedly. , "It is precisely because of his concern for his grandson that he hopes to find a marriage that does not disgrace his blood as soon as possible for His Highness. Isn't this a very reasonable thing?"

The ambassador grinned and smiled slightly mockingly.

"I really didn't know that His Majesty the Emperor loved this Highness so much! Your Excellency, on behalf of the empire, I ask you for an explanation—what are you going to do with him?"

This guy was really in a hurry... The old man sneered in his heart.

"I understand that please pay attention to your attitude. The dignity of His Majesty does not allow anyone to offend, Mr. Ambassador." Prime Minister Metternich straightened his face and looked at him coldly. "In addition, the lives of members of our royal family do not need to Any foreign government report."

Earl Litwinski was slightly embarrassed by the prime minister's reply.

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, I made a mistake." He apologized first, but still refused to give up his purpose, "However, I think this is not just an internal matter of your royal family, but a serious diplomatic matter. How to deal with Napoleon's son should be a matter that has been discussed by all countries that have suffered from Napoleon! Don't forget how much the Russian Empire paid to defeat that devil. Our country and our nation will not allow you to take this matter joke."

The ambassador's attitude is very tough, and he obviously does not intend to make any concessions on this crucial issue.

"You don't have to worry about this. Our country suffered a lot at that time, and we will never ignore this issue." Prime Minister Metternich smiled slyly, "Our country was once the main force against Napoleon, and sacrificed so much to destroy him." With a lot of manpower and material resources, of course we are not happy to have this nightmare happen again."

Austria is the country with the most troops annihilated by Napoleon. It's your turn to be the "main force against France"?The ambassador secretly ridiculed in his heart - of course, he couldn't say this clearly because of his diplomatic decency.

However, after hearing the prime minister's words, his originally nervous state of mind relaxed a lot. "Then can you tell me what today's arrangement means?"

"I've already said that as His Highness is getting closer to adulthood, his marriage really needs to be put on the agenda. Due to his special status, there are actually very few suitable partners. Finally, after discussions between His Majesty the Emperor and his mother, finally It was decided to take Her Highness Teresa as the main candidate, and the Grand Duke did not particularly object to this after some consideration." Metternich took his responsibility completely, "The next step is to see It’s the scene that arrived. To be honest, I was a little surprised at first.”

"That is to say, this is simply preparing for the marriage, and does not mean that your country has any other plans for action?" The ambassador was dubious.

"You can think so." Metternich nodded.

"Then what is your attitude towards this?" the ambassador still asked persistently.

"You ask me?" Metternich smiled slightly. "As a servant, how can I have any opinion on the behavior of the royal family members? Moreover, as far as I am concerned, even if this marriage is really made possible Really, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it, since the Duke of Reichstedt is close to adulthood, wouldn't it be natural for him to marry and have children in Austria in the future?"

"Does that mean you intend to create a Bonaparte-Habsburg branch?" the ambassador asked again, all the while staring at the Prime Minister, not missing any slight facial movement, "let the Bonaparte family be the king of this dynasty?" A jewel to adorn the scepter?"

"This is not something I can decide. Your Majesty can decide." Prime Minister Metternich still maintained a friendly smile, "But if God really sent down his will, I can only silently respect the choice of fate."

The ambassador stopped talking. He was silent for a moment, as if chewing on Prime Minister Metternich's true thoughts hidden under his diplomatic rhetoric.

"I'm very sorry for wasting your time." Then, the ambassador bowed and bid farewell to Metternich, "Finally, please forgive my rudeness just now."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left directly.

"These Russians are really quick-tempered, and they can't wait to ask questions!" After the ambassador left, Mr. Genz, a close assistant who had been standing next to him, finally spoke.

"It's true that things haven't gone well for them recently, so it's normal for them to be more sensitive." Prime Minister Metternich replied with a smile. "Their Majesty the Tsar is still in shock from the events of last winter, and he must never want to hear the name Napoleon again."

Last winter, that is, on December 1825, 12 (December 26 in the Russian calendar), taking advantage of the death of Tsar Alexander I and the unresolved opportunity of the new Tsar, a group of Russian military officers launched a military coup in Petersburg after plotting, announcing the overthrow of the The tsarist government, and is preparing to convene a constitutional assembly, the establishment of a provisional government.

After the initial shock and anger, the new Emperor Nicholas I regained his composure, and then sent a large number of troops to surround the rebels in the Privy Council Square, and used cannons to forcibly suppress it bloody.

After suppressing the mutiny, the Tsar ordered the establishment of a "secret interrogation committee" to try those who participated in the uprising, and a large number of conspirators were exiled.

So far, only nine months have passed since this bloody incident, so the Russian Empire is still in the aftermath, and it is very normal for the upper and lower nerves to be tense.

The more distressed the neighboring countries were, the happier Metternich would naturally be.

"The French ambassador just left." Mr. Genz reported in a low voice. "I think he must be busy returning to Vienna to write a report."

"I think so, they must be terrified." Prime Minister Metternich smiled slyly, "Sometimes I really worry about poor King Charles X, who has to deal with the Orleans and Bonapartes at the same time , if we hadn't left Napoleon's son here, he would be in such a state of distress!"

"Bourbon-Bonaparte-Bourbon." Mr. Genz repeated a few words as if chanting a spell, "It's time for Orleans to taste it."

"And then another Orleans-Bonaparte-Bourbon revolving door?" Metternich couldn't help laughing, "Poor Frenchman! Others put the throne on the stage, but they always put the stage on the stage." Become a throne!"

"Hahahaha..." Genz couldn't help laughing because of this bad joke.

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Just as the Prime Minister was joking with his assistants, the dance music that had stopped originally resounded through the hall with the band playing.

The second dance is about to begin.

Aigron walked unhurriedly to the center of the hall, and then Princess Teresa also walked over.

The two looked at each other.

"Your Highness, are you feeling better?" Aigron asked in a low voice.

"Yes, it's better." Princess Teresa nodded slightly, but there seemed to be some residual blush on her face.

"Just now...was someone kidding you?" Aigron couldn't help asking again.

"Indeed there are." Princess Teresa smiled wryly, "Think about it, with today's situation, there will always be some elders who will make fun of me, but I can't retaliate."

Then, she moved closer to the young man, and then slightly raised her head to look at his face.

"Did you just drink?" she asked in a low voice.

"I drank a little." Aigron nodded, "But please rest assured, this will not affect my next actions."

"It seems that you are not as calm as you appear on the surface." Teresa lowered her eyes slightly, "Are you still a little nervous?"

Now, there's nothing to be nervous about... Eggron thought.

Then, he keenly noticed that, except for himself and Teresa, the couples around him seemed to have changed.

But who cares?

The second dance is a waltz, the rhythm is quite brisk, the two people greet each other first, and then hold hands again.

"Your Highness!"

Just as they were about to dance, a court servant came up to them and saluted them respectfully. "His Majesty wants you to go and see him before dancing this dance."

Aigron was a little puzzled, but naturally complied with the will.

So, he followed Princess Theresa side by side to the throne in the center of the hall to pay tribute to the supreme majesty of the empire.

"Very beautiful." His Majesty the Emperor looked at the boy and girl under the steps, and then at the queen next to him, and made a short and simple evaluation, "They are all beautiful, aren't they?"

Her Majesty the Queen nodded. "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Teresa." His Majesty turned his head again and looked at the girl under the throne.

"Your Majesty? What are your orders?" Teresa's face was full of confusion.

"Frantz didn't embarrass you tonight, did he?" His Majesty asked.

This seemingly simple and meaningful words made Her Royal Highness blush again. "...Your Highness is very powerful. I am just worried that because of my own affairs, he will be delayed tonight."

"It's okay, I think he can't wait for it." His Majesty smiled and waved his hand, signaling them to go back. "Okay, don't disturb your young people's entertainment, let's continue. I hope you are happy enough tonight."　　

41. Voice?

"Okay, don't disturb your young people's entertainment, let's continue. I hope you are happy enough tonight."

Under the instruction of His Majesty the Emperor, the two of them bowed again to bid farewell to His Majesty, and then walked side by side back to the center of the hall.

Perhaps because of what Her Majesty said just now, Teresa's face always looked a little shy, and her gaze was only lowered to the ground, not daring to look at the expressions of other people.

It wasn't until they came to the dance floor that the eyes of the two met again.

"Your Highness, shall we begin?" Aegron asked, extending his hand to her.

Teresa silently raised her hand, and joined hands with the boy, and the two of them started dancing again.

However, because it was a waltz this time, their steps were much slower and their movements more relaxed than before.As a result, Aigron has more leeway to observe the surrounding situation.

"Your Highness..." Teresa, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke after dancing for a while. "Can I ask you a question?"

"What's wrong?" Eggron asked in a low voice while following her footsteps.

"May I ask... what kind of feelings do you have towards Austria and our family?" Teresa hesitated again, and then asked cautiously, "After seeing you last time, I tried to imagine , but... But I feel that it is difficult to draw a conclusion. It is really because of my lack of life experience..."

Why are you asking me this for no reason?Do you still expect me to tell you the truth?Aegron sneered in his heart.

Although there was no change in his expression, Teresa seemed to feel something, and slightly lowered her head to apologize to him, "I'm sorry, I may have asked a very disappointing question, which caused your displeasure. But please don't misunderstand me , I’m just asking this question out of my own curiosity, and I definitely don’t mean to pry into your privacy for anyone... I’m not that kind of person.”

Having said that, she felt disappointed again.

If you can't even open your heart to each other, or even just reveal a little bit of your heart, then why talk about marriage?I was just treated as a tool.

Seeing her panicked and disappointed, with a frustrated expression, Eggron couldn't help but smile, "Do you really want to know? Can you keep it a secret for me?"

"Yes, of course!" Teresa suddenly had hope again, and then nodded again and again, "I swear I will not tell anyone, even my father."

She made the oath seriously, because she knew that if the young man said something very dangerous to her, it would be out of trust in herself, and of course she couldn't live up to the trust of others.

"Then I, let me tell you—" Aigron looked at the other party with a smile, "I am very dissatisfied with the situation I have been in since I was a child, and I am also angry at the contempt of me by European countries, so I hold a breath in my heart , So in my dreams, I hope to follow in my father's footsteps, build an empire again, and then lead an army into Austria..."

"God...!" Teresa's face turned pale, and she let out a sigh, "As expected...it really is like this..."

"—and then, just like Napoleon, snatch a princess back as his wife."

"Huh?" Princess Teresa couldn't help being stunned after hearing the latter words. She raised her head again, looked at the smile on the other party's face, and suddenly understood. "You're kidding me!"

When she complained a little, she didn't pay attention to her footsteps, staggered backwards, and almost fell.

Fortunately, Eggron had quick eyes and quick hands, and immediately bent down without any trace, and then hugged her waist and helped her up again. The small disturbance only attracted a moment of attention, but it soon returned to calm. People just thought it was special. Princess Leisa made a mistake, so they pretended not to see anything in good faith.

Teresa finally regained her composure, and then she was angry and ashamed, and couldn't help but glared at him, "You are...too much."

"I didn't expect your reaction to be so big." Aigron nodded apologetically, "You were really scared just now."

"Your words are really scary..." Teresa sighed softly, "Aren't you worried, if you say something like this, if I turn around and inform you, even if it's just a joke, you will definitely be severely reprimanded of."

"I have been severely reprimanded many times since I was a child, and I am not afraid to do it once or twice more." Egron replied calmly, "What can I say again? It is nothing more than ordering me to be more respectful in the future. At such a low cost It’s actually not bad to see whether you are worth dealing with.”

"Okay, then you won the bet, Your Highness." Teresa smiled, and finally eased the tense atmosphere just now. "I'm not interested in being a despicable informer. But... what on earth do you think? You've already said such cruel things, so you shouldn't be afraid to tell the truth, right?"

Aigron looked at the opponent again.