Anyone could be careless sometimes.
Last night, she had acted on impulse and left directly, without even thinking to find somewhere to stay first.
Lyon was the headquarters of Bonafou Transport Company. She believed she could at least find Gaston Martin and secure a place to stay.
It was a mistake young people easily made—acting impulsively. After causing such a commotion yesterday at an international event like this, who knew how many people were gossiping about her behind her back?
But Georgiana no longer cared.
Josephine, whom Georgiana considered a weak woman, was quite capable of doing cruel things. Didn't she want to play the dignified and virtuous empress? Then she could start by dealing with the "favorite concubine."
If Josephine had not acted so willfully, Napoleon would not have lost control and turned from a man longing for family and a stable life into an ambitious schemer.
Looking at it another way, France would not need to wage war on Russia, and she would not have to thoughtfully worry about winter clothing for those invaders.
Josephine was the sort of woman with keen instincts but little reason. Georgiana's strength, on the other hand, was reason. How could she let her emotions rule her, dispense mercy at random, and forget her own position?
As long as the French were busy with domestic construction, they would have no time to invade other countries. They were no longer that weak nation that had nearly been carved up by the surrounding powers.
Napoleon's greatest enemy was himself. His ambition needed to be restrained, yet the constitution could not bind him. His weakness was women. Josephine had been so focused on securing her own position that she could even sacrifice her own daughter and son.
As for the army Napoleon relied upon, its hands