Napoleon held his head in agony, whispering softly, "God! If I hadn't violated the military order back then, I would have been the one to go to Egypt.
"Imagine fighting in that endless desert, leaning on the Pyramid, using the cannon to fiercely batter those barbarians, what an exhilarating war! God, even if it means going as an ordinary soldier..."
He was born a soldier; his life is fulfilled only in war after war, and since coming to this small island, every minute and second has tortured him, nearly driving him insane.
Desiree suddenly grabbed his hand, "Bonnie, are cannons all you care about? You haven't even kissed me."
"See, I was just caught up in excitement." Napoleon smiled as he walked around the table, wrapping his arm around her waist, "I think about you every day."
But Desiree turned away, fell silent for over ten seconds, then sighed heavily, "Bonnie, actually, my father wants me to..."
She choked up, "He wants me to marry Baron Kruze."
