An illegitimate daughter of unknown parentage wanted to become Empress of France?
Georgiana could practically guess what Napoleon's sisters would think once Josephine fell. They would never carry her train for her.
Men were not so particular about certain things. As long as she could bear Napoleon a son, even an illegitimate daughter could shake Josephine's position.
The birthday gift from the British had arrived late, but it had arrived nonetheless. They were all purebred British horses, and all of them were stallions. Even someone as good-tempered as her was angry enough to get a headache, let alone Napoleon, who had been directly insulted.
Some people liked profitable peace, while others liked profitable war. Provoking the "King of France" until he could not restrain himself and struck first was a fine bargain for the hawks.
The British wanted peace talks too, but the French had torn off their hypocritical masks, using peace negotiations as a pretext to prepare for war. She could practically guess what the newspapers would say.
Whenever everything was going smoothly, someone always came along to make you miserable. That was why she so desperately wanted to live apart from everyone else.
Even if Napoleon was eventually imprisoned on an island, it would be a holiday paradise to her. On a private island, she could build whatever she wanted. The sunshine near the equator was lovely; she could drink iced fruit juice while sunbathing. She just did not know whether a Corsican could accept that sort of life.
All his talent would be such a waste on that lonely island, but if he truly could not bear it and returned to restore his regime, she would not go with him.
This was Heaven's curse upon her: she would never have marriage in her life, though she could