The estate Napoleon had given to "Miss Georgiana" was near the Palace of Versailles. It had once belonged to Madame de Maintenon, Louis XIV's second wife.
Just as Mr. Jenner had said—"How generous." It was probably as large as Hogwarts without the Forbidden Forest.
Pomona might have been frightened to live alone in such a vast place, but Napoleon intended to convert it into a medical school, perhaps with the added function of a hospital in the future. Seen that way, it was passable.
Mr. Jenner had been staying here these past few days, taking inventory of "Georgiana's" property. Besides the estate, there was an extravagantly luxurious riding ground, shooting range, kennel, and a fountain large enough to serve as a swimming pool.
The fountain was almost as large as an artificial lake. Just thinking that all of it belonged to her made Pomona's head spin. Compared to this, Severus paving roads with powdered Unicorn horn seemed like small change.
The carriage had to travel down a straight road from the entrance to the estate, four or five hundred meters long by the look of it. There were many sculptures among the woods lining both sides, all depicting ancient Roman soldiers. If Napoleon had brought her to see this estate earlier, she might already have agreed. Such lavish generosity could no longer be described as merely grand.
After a day of one shock after another, Mr. Jenner was exhausted. He rested in the carriage as soon as he got in, and Pomona did not wake him until they were nearly there.
They were escorted by the Imperial Guard. After the carriage stopped, someone opened the door for her and helped her down, as though she were an aristocratic young lady like Rose.
The cool breeze after nightfall cleared the carriage-induced