Napoleon II and Charles looked at the door where Lord Palmerston had just left.
"I think he is very pissed," Charles commented. "You just antagonized the British Empire."
"Sorry, I couldn't help it. I just hate the British. If not for them we would have already conquered this continent," Napoleon II said.
Charles sighed quietly.
"Now he is going to report to their parliament and you gave a cold shoulder to their proposal. They would be wary of us. Though it's not going to change much immediately, they already hate us."
Napoleon II nodded.
"Let's just focus on the Spanish Ambassador for tomorrow. That's the one I'm anticipating."
***
A day later.
Napoleon II sat behind his desk, reviewing a stack of documents while Charles stood nearby, reading from a ledger.
A knock sounded.
Both men looked up.
Beaumont's voice came from the other side.
"Your Imperial Majesty, the Spanish Ambassador."
Napoleon II set his pen down.
"Send him in."
The door opened.
