Saint Augustine said: My eyes delight in beautiful forms and vivid colors. So long as I am awake, they tease me and deny me a moment's peace, unlike pleasing sounds, which sometimes reach my ears amid utter silence and let me enjoy a brief moment of tranquility.
Georgiana straightened up.
Paris lay at a much lower latitude than Scotland, and the same month was far warmer here. It was already time to weed the Jardin des Plantes.
This had once been the Royal Herb Garden. She had discovered many useful plants here, such as the butterfly pea flower resting in her palm at that moment.
Its contraceptive effects were not particularly good, and besides, pregnancy worked differently in this world than in the real one. She did not even have a physical body here.
Yet she still wanted to make one final attempt.
She clenched her fist as if trying to hide it away. Shouts came from the distance.
"I'll go over there for a moment," Georgiana told the gardener.
"Please do, madam," said the gardener of the Jardin des Plantes.
Georgiana then walked toward Bertin and the "toad."
She remembered that this short, ugly nobleman was a traveler, but what did he and Bertin want with her?
"Madam, look." Bertin opened the bundle in her arms, revealing the fabric inside.
It was a piece of velvet that shifted between red and gold in the sunlight.
"I just acquired it. Let me make you an outfit from it," Bertin said.
Georgiana, however, had an idea. This fabric could be made into a waistcoat for Bonaparte to wear beneath a black coat, with the gold beneath accidentally peeking through. It would be very eye-catching.
"Put it back in my room," Georgiana told Bertin, then looked at the "toad."
"What can I