"I think that should cover our agenda. Is there anything you want to say before I dismiss you?" Napoleon II asked.
"I have none, Your Imperial Majesty."
"In that case we are dismissed," Napoleon II said, rising to his feet and then extending his hand forward, offering a handshake.
Don Miguel grabbed his hand and shook on it. "I'll inform you the moment I receive their response, Your Imperial Majesty."
"Good, like I said, I need a response tomorrow. If I haven't seen you in this office tomorrow, it means Spain doesn't want to make a deal."
Don Miguel nodded his head, acknowledging his words and then exited the office.
When he closed the door, Charles finally spoke.
"Cuba, Philippines, and Guam. Would Spain really give up their colonies for money?" Charles said, more to himself, in a thoughtful tone.
