Napoleon I stood on the ground for a moment after stepping down, letting the feeling settle.
"This is amazing," he said.
It was not said lightly.
Murat let out a quiet breath beside him.
"I didn't expect that," he admitted. "Watching it from the ground is one thing. Being inside it…"
He shook his head.
"That's something else."
Napoleon II watched both of them, then turned slightly toward Nicéphore.
"There's more," he said.
Nicéphore nodded.
"Yes."
He gestured toward the hangars.
"If you'll follow me."
They walked back toward the line of structures.
This time, Napoleon I did not rush ahead. He moved at a steady pace, his attention already shifting, his mind working through what he had just experienced.
The large doors of the next hangar were already open.
Inside, several aircraft were arranged in sequence.
Different shapes.
Different sizes.
Different purposes.
Napoleon I slowed as he stepped inside.
"So these are not all the same."
