Prelude to Francis and Aveline's Meeting New Friends

December 30th, nine o'clock in the morning. Napoleon sat at his office desk, engrossed in the task of reviewing documents about potential candidates for his children's personal maids. The list contained various individuals who had worked in noble families before the revolution, while others hailed from noble backgrounds that had fallen into decline, leaving them seeking employment.

"Such changes in fortune," Napoleon pondered, shaking his head with a mix of sympathy and understanding. He set aside one of the documents he had just read, contemplating the lives that had taken such unexpected turns.

Just then, Beaumont entered the office. "Your Excellency," he said, respectfully acknowledging Napoleon's presence. "Madame Bonaparte is here."

At the mention of his wife's arrival, Napoleon straightened up in his chair, preparing to greet her.

"Thank you, Beaumont," Napoleon replied. "Please, show her in."