Family Reunion

"Your Excellency, Castellano," Godoy said, turning around to greet him.

"Mr. Prime Minister, as I mentioned earlier, they are my guests," Alfosonso firmly reminded.

"But this is a state visit from France's head of state. It's only common sense that France's First Consul meets the King of Spain first, and then they can proceed with any business they may have with you."

"We're not budging on this," Napoleon clicked his tongue as he stepped forward. "How about this: I'll go meet with the King of Spain, while my children and wife accompany His Excellency, Mr. Castellano. Is that acceptable, Prime Minister Godoy?"

Godoy thought for a moment before nodding. "That's acceptable."

"Great," Napoleon patted Godoy on the shoulder before turning to his children and wife. "Alright, as you've heard, I'm going with the Prime Minister of Spain. I won't be long; I'll be back soon. Behave yourselves, okay? We're not in Paris."

"Yes, father,"

"Yes, papa,"