Flowers, Swords and France

"Um?"

After hearing Charles's enthusiastic proposal, Prince Albert was stunned for a moment.

Indeed, even Charles himself had not thought about this matter a few minutes ago. He was truly prompted by the excitement of becoming a father and made such a request on the spur of the moment.

In any case, today, Britain is an unparalleled power in the world, conquering all five continents and oceans, spreading its glory all over the world, and the monarch of this country naturally stands at the top of the world.

Since they are now seeking to deepen relations with France, and they seem to have a good impression of themselves and their wives, why not take advantage of this good impression now that they have the opportunity?

Letting your child be the godson of His Majesty and his wife will not only allow him (or her) to enjoy rare blessings as soon as he is born, but it will also be extremely helpful to himself, enough to block all those who cast doubt on his diplomatic methods. Everyone's mouth - if Treville can be so valued by Her Majesty the Queen in just one or two months, then who can question that he cannot handle France's foreign affairs more skillfully in the future?

With this thought in mind, he looked at the prince with enthusiasm, as if he only expected him to nod in agreement.

Under Charles's gaze, the prince slowly recovered from his initial shock.

His expression returned to calmness, and then he slowly laughed.

"You gave me an unexpected request." The prince looked at Ciel with a smile on his face, "But, Ciel, if you really have such hope, we don't mind receiving such an honor... From you and Your wife is here to see you. Your child must be handsome and graceful, and it would be nice to have such an outstanding godson.”

"In your opinion, it is a free help. In our opinion, it is a rare favor, Your Highness." Charles bowed to the prince again, "I can't thank you and His Majesty enough for your enthusiastic help. You Your kind and hospitable country has helped us so much and this kindness I will do everything in my power to repay it, and I beg you to believe that there is no one in France who loves England more than I do. My children and I will be committed to maintaining the goodwill and friendship between England and France as long as I live. There will no longer be any unnecessary disputes!”

Just under the watchful eye of the prince. Charles made a grand statement to him, promising that he would unswervingly implement a pro-British line while he was still in power. And just now, he was still trying his best to convey to the Russians what he had discussed with the British.

While plotting to harm British interests, he enthusiastically curry favor with Prince Albert. Although this seems contradictory, in Charles's view, there is no conflict. He does both at the same time with the same sincerity With these two things.

"I'm grateful that you are so passionate about our country," however. The prince's expression was still very reserved, and he obviously still had full reservations about his sweet words, "However, from my experience...under normal circumstances. The less politicians want to do something, the more likely they will do it." Keep saying something.”

Before Charles could give any further assurance, the prince shrugged again. "Of course, Ciel. This is just in most cases. I personally have no doubts about your sincerity. Otherwise, I would not agree to your request, would I?"

This kind of implicit teasing made the extremely shameless Ciel feel a little embarrassed for a moment.

That's right. After all, he has been involved in the political arena of this country for more than ten years. It is strange that the prince has not become immune to sweet words long ago - but it seems that he does not object to the goodwill that Charles keeps claiming. .

This kind of rhetorical kindness is worthless, and it is indeed difficult to impress a strong-willed and practical person like him.

"Okay, Charles, I understand your excitement. I think you want to share the joy in your heart with anyone - just like me back then." Before Charles could say anything else, the prince comforted him again. A wounded mind.

Then, as if he remembered something, he gently tapped the dining table with his finger, "I heard that your sister also came to England together? If you need, I can also invite her here. Enjoy this rare joy with you..."

As soon as he heard the prince mention his sister, Ciel suddenly became nervous.

"No, thank you for your kindness, but no need... Your Highness, I came to the UK on official business - although I don't admit this verbally to the outside world, this is actually the case. I can enjoy such a good experience with you and Your Majesty." I am very grateful for the warm reception, but I cannot let my sister take advantage of it because of my official business. At her age, she should not be involved in such important state affairs. This is not good for us and her. good."

To be honest, he was not surprised that the prince knew that his sister had also come to England, but he did not want Fran to be involved. Firstly, he did not want his sister's affairs to interfere with his official business. Secondly, he also She doesn't like others affecting her sister.

"Oh?" After hearing Charles's solemn objection, the prince blinked slightly in surprise, as if he didn't quite understand his sudden high attitude, "I really didn't expect that you can distinguish between public and private affairs so clearly... Well, since you said so, then I will follow your advice. We won't disturb her and let her enjoy a pleasant journey. However, you certainly won't object to us inviting her to attend the opening ceremony together? Please believe this, this is just a gesture of our hospitality, without any political considerations..."

"Then, I thank you on her behalf." Charles immediately agreed.

"But, I looked at your schedule... You seem to be planning to leave here in a while?" After taking another sip of tea, the prince asked again.

"Yes, as you know, I want to see my sister. According to the information I received, she has settled in London." Charles replied with a smile, "And you just gave me a more worthy reason to see her - I think. She will be as excited as I am about the continuation of our family. Of course. This is only one day, I will be back tomorrow."

"Since you have come to England, you can go anywhere, don't worry about our feelings, and don't have to change your schedule for us. You can come back anytime. You can see everything here according to your hobbies. Anyway, we have nothing to hide from you. In addition... my wife is not here now, and no one will suddenly call you to their side." The prince waved his hand, indicating that he had no intention of making Charles embarrassed because of his invitation, "You are our guest. We have no intention of restricting your freedom. Of course, if you need, we can ask the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to provide you with a guide so that you can enjoy this trip more easily."

It seems that he is really worried... But what reason is there to refuse? Charles smiled bitterly in his heart.

"If that's the case, that would be great. I hope it would be best if we had a young and enthusiastic guide, so that we can at least see this great city to its fullest."

"That's no problem. I'm actually worried that you're used to living in Paris and don't like this city very much." The prince seemed to have eaten his fill, so he stood up. He nodded to Charles with a slightly weird smile, and then suddenly lowered his voice, "Actually, as a person who grew up in Germany, that's what I think. The weather and cities in this country always make me feel uncomfortable. I'm glad you don't have to endure it for too long."

Then, he left the restaurant while laughing.

Looking at his back as he left. Charles couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, and finally ate his already cold meals.

…………………………

After lunch. Charles left Buckingham Palace in a carriage, and then drove straight to the hotel where Fran was staying.

Originally in the original plan. He and Charlotte would also stay in this hotel, but because of the Queen's sudden invitation, they had to change their schedule and cancel their reservation.

When he walked into the lively but orderly hotel lobby, Kongze, who had been waiting there for a long time, came directly to greet him and bowed to his employer.

Charles nodded to him calmly, then followed him up the stairs to the upper floor of the hotel.

"Is everything okay when I'm away?" When the surroundings began to become quiet and no one was around, he whispered to Kongze next to him.

"It's okay, sir." Kongze replied rather implicitly, "At least, there haven't been any uncontrollable events."

"Huh?" Because he heard the hidden meaning in Kongze's words, Charles couldn't help but stop and glanced at him. "It seems that you don't get along well with the two ladies?"

"Overall, everything is fine, but there may be some unpleasant things in some places, which did not affect the task you assigned to me." Kong Ze's face still had no expression, but there seemed to be a little more dissatisfaction in his tone, "Of course, the two of them... um... have stubborn personalities, and it is reasonable that they don't listen to others."

"Oh, I see." Charles immediately guessed that he might have quarreled with them several times along the way, so he patted Kong Ze's shoulder with sympathy, "You have worked hard on this journey. I know they are not easy to deal with. This is not your fault. Don't worry, I will reward you for your hard work."

"Thank you, sir." After hearing Charles' kind words of comfort, Kong Ze felt relieved.

It seems that he was not wrong. He thought to himself.

The reason why he was so cold and stiff to the two ladies along the way and angered them several times was not only because of his arrogant personality, but also because he had to avoid suspicion. Because he had been Charles' assistant for a long time, he knew that if he dared to do anything, he would definitely die without a burial place.

Although angering them might lead to revenge, it was better than making Mr. Treville angry.

The original text can be read at Six # 9 @Books/Bar!

"Well, let's not talk about their affairs for now. Those things..." Charles deliberately dragged out his voice, "How are they going?"

"Yes, sir, at least so far, everything has gone well. I found a few people I knew before, and they are all very happy to serve you - or willing to serve you for money." Kong Ze answered calmly without any hesitation, as if he was talking about something ordinary, "But... I don't think they are enough to be entrusted with complete trust..."

"It doesn't matter, I didn't intend to give them any trust, it's good enough that they can be used to find out some information," Charles waved his hand nonchalantly, obviously not caring about this issue, "After all, we still need time to slowly cultivate people we can trust. You should also pay more attention. If you find any capable talents, feel free to recommend them to me."

After hearing Charles' words, Kong Ze bowed his head and said nothing, because he thought so too.

As a newly prosperous upstart, Charles has a high status, but his foundation is not very solid. What he lacks most is a team that can be entrusted with trust.

However, this is not an unsolvable obstacle. As long as he can stay in power for a few more years, he will naturally be able to cultivate a group of subordinates who are dependent on him and can be trusted. It is just a matter of time.

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Charles calmed down after arriving on the fourth floor, and then changed the topic, "Are they still resting now?"

"Yes, they just finished breakfast and are still resting." Kong Ze replied quickly.

"Okay, then take me to the lady's room. I just want to see her." Charles nodded and made a gesture.

"Okay, sir." Kong Ze bowed again and took Charles to the depths of the hotel corridor.

Without considering any budget, Charles booked one of the best suites in this hotel for Fran.

Members of the Treville family deserve the best - even if she is now "guilty" in a sense.

At this moment, Fran was lying in the room to rest because she had just had lunch.

When she heard a vague knock at the door, the maid she brought from home opened the door, but she didn't take it seriously and continued to sleep.

In a trance, the sound of footsteps came towards her, steady and light,

However, she suddenly felt a hand on her forehead.

Who would make such a bold move?

Could it be...

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed through Fran, and then the whole person became sober.

Then, she slowly opened her eyes.

That's right, the person she had been thinking about day and night, now stood at the head of the bed, smiling, gently stroking her forehead.

From his face, the terrible expression of that day could no longer be seen.

Fran looked at her brother steadily, and perhaps because she had not yet adapted to the dazzling light, tears suddenly flowed from her eyes.

"Good afternoon, sir." (To be continued...)

PS: I can't send it out all the time, what's the matter... I feel that even if I bring a group of people from the company to do it, I can make a better system...