Reincarnated as Napoleon

Francis and Charlotte boarded an airplane bound for the bustling capital city of the Kingdom of Germany, Munich. As they settled into their seats, they sat close to each other, their hands intertwined, offering silent support. The airplane’s engines hummed to life, a low and steady sound that filled the cabin as they prepared for takeoff.

Looking out the window, Francis’s gaze was pensive. “You know, the King of Germany still has some grudges as to why I didn’t choose his daughter to be my wife. Talking to him would be hard.”

Charlotte, equally contemplative, gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “You don’t have to worry about it. King Maximilian is smart enough to know that if he doesn’t align himself with France, his country would fall from the Russians, should the Poles fall. He’ll put aside personal feelings for the greater good of his kingdom.”

Francis nodded, acknowledging her point. “Well, that’s obvious. But what if the king proposed some sort of an exchange? Like if we do this, we do that.”

“Are you regretting that your fiance is not a powerful political figure in the Kingdom of Germany?” Charlotte asked as she looked him directly in the eye. 

Francis felt her piercing gaze and laughed. “Of course not. Why would I regret having you? You are a godsend. Choosing someone over you would be, if not, the stupidest thing I could ever do.”

“Really?” Charlotte blushed, not believing what she just heard.

“Yes, really,” Francis affirmed with a smile.

“Well…if you say so…” Charlotte said softly, moving her hair to the back of her ear, a gesture that Francis found endearing.

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Two hours later, Francis and Charlotte arrived at Munich airport. The plane landed smoothly, and on the runway, a convoy of cars was ready to take Francis and Charlotte to their next destination. They were heading to Hohenschwangau Castle, where their crucial meeting with King Maximilian was to take place.

lightsΝοvεl ƈοm As they traveled through the picturesque Bavarian countryside, the imposing sight of Hohenschwangau Castle loomed in the distance. The castle, with its majestic architecture and historical significance, was a fitting place for a meeting of such importance.action

Upon arriving, they were greeted by palace officials who escorted them inside. The grandeur of the castle’s interior was breathtaking, with its ornate decorations and rich history evident in every corner.

Francis and Charlotte were led to a lavish waiting room where they were told King Maximilian would join them shortly. Charlotte looked around, taking in the opulence of the room. 

“This place is incredible,” she whispered to Francis.

“It is,” Francis agreed, “but let’s not get distracted. We’re here for a purpose.”

A few moments later, King Maximilian entered the room. 

Francis and Charlotte stood up, and formal introductions were made.

“Your Majesty, thank you for agreeing to meet with us,” Francis began, getting straight to the point.

King Maximilian nodded. “I understand the urgency of the matter. Let’s sit and discuss.”

As they settled into their seats, Francis began. lightsnovel

“Your Majesty. The Crown Prince of the French Empire, which is I, has personally visited you to invite you to our war with the Russians and the Ottomans.”

“Your father, Napoleon, has sent you here to say that?” Maximilian asked.

Francis shook his head. “I have received no letter from Paris. But one thing is certain, the Spanish Empire, which is headed by my little brother Tristan, and the Kingdom of Italy, headed by my little sister Aveline, has declared war on the Russians and the Ottomans. As their older brother and a loyal servant of the French Empire, it is my responsibility that the French Empire gets all the help it can. We’re seeking your support in this conflict.”

King Maximilian leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. “And what does the French Empire offer in return for our support?”

Francis was prepared for this question. “Apart from military alliances, we offer economic benefits. Trade agreements, technological exchanges, and support in rebuilding efforts post-war. It’s a mutually beneficial relationship. But if you chose to remain neutral… well, Paris would think you are aligning with the Russians, so all of our signed agreements regarding trades would be reconsidered, and possibly revoked,” Francis stated.

King Maximilian rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “So you are blackmailing me?” he asked his tone even but probing.

Francis maintained his composure. “Not at all, Your Majesty. It’s not blackmail but rather a straightforward presentation of the potential consequences. Alliances during war times are delicate and often entail hard decisions. Our aim is to build a strong coalition based on mutual benefit and respect.”

“It’s beneficial for the Kingdom of Germany to join this war because if the coalition wins, you may be able to get territories from Russia,” Charlotte added.

“But Russia and Germany aren’t geographically close,” King Maximilian interjected, a hint of skepticism in his voice. “How can you assure me that Germany will gain territorial advantage from this conflict?”

Francis was quick to respond. “Your Majesty, in the event of victory, the redistribution of territories and influence will be a topic of discussion among the coalition members. Germany’s participation and support will be a significant factor in these negotiations. Your involvement now could lead to strategic gains later.”

King Maximilian appeared to mull over their words, his expression thoughtful. “I understand your points, but I must consider the risks as well. Entering a war is not a decision to be taken lightly.”

“Well, that decision must be made now because the Russians aren’t waiting. They are surely mobilizing their entire army towards the West. Poland is a country that is hesitating but will face the full force of the Russians without French support if they fail to make a decision. Mind you the Kingdom of Poland has a weak military. Your country as well,” Francis emphasized.

King Maximilian leaned forward, his expression growing more serious. “Your point is taken, Crown Prince Francis. We can’t defend our country against a superior military nation like Russia.”

“Declare war on Russia and the Ottoman, and I swear to you, French troops will enter your western border towards the east, setting up defenses to counter the Russian advance,” Francis stated firmly. “Our military support will be immediate and substantial.”

King Maximilian sighed. “Fine…I’ll prepare the declaration of war later in the evening and announce it tomorrow.”

Francis smiled. “Your decision is a wise one, Your Majesty. You have our full support and gratitude. The French Empire will stand with Germany.”

King Maximilian nodded solemnly. “I trust your commitment, Crown Prince Francis.”

With that, they exchanged a formal exchange of goodbyes and left. 

“It was that easy,” Francis noted. 

“I did notice it,” Charlotte said.