"Have you considered that Marie Antoinette's ghost may no longer be in France, but has returned to Austria?" Gong Saiyi asked Severus, who was searching for ghosts in the small chapel.
Severus turned around and looked at Gong Saiyi with his pitch-black, lifeless eyes. "Why would you think that?"
"Our two Austrian empresses never considered France their home," Gong Saiyi said listlessly.
Severus did not respond.
"Let's not mention the first one. The second empress, Marie Louise, also fled back to Schönbrunn Palace with the King of Rome, abandoning all the people of Paris. Compared to her, Josephine was actually more popular."
"We once had a popular princess, but she died in Paris," Severus said. "What the people think does not matter to those people."
"What I mean is, you'll get nowhere if you keep searching here. How about we go to Venice?" Gong Saiyi said.
Severus remained silent.
"That place holds special meaning for you..."
"She deliberately left clues behind for me to find her." Severus smiled. "Like scattering breadcrumbs."
"You found her?" Gong Saiyi asked.
"I saw her jump down from the railings of the Golden House, but since she wanted to play games with me, I kept playing along. You see Austrians that way, but do you know how Austrians see you?"
Gong Saiyi's expression turned strange.
"No..."
"Before the French arrived, they said they loved all their brothers and sisters. Once they arrived, they loved only sisters and not brothers." Ignoring Gong Saiyi's objections, Severus continued. "If Pomona had been a man, she would have died long ago. Rather than being romantic, you French are more interested in being a 'good lover.'"
"I don't think so," Gong Saiyi said stiffly.
"Though many say Napoleon liked older women, he was like most men. He was so impatient