Duke of Aumale was no born genius. Though he had no shortage of military talent among his subordinates, not one of them was worth a damn at politics.
The political chaos that continued to plague Algeria for decades afterward was proof enough.
At that moment, Duke of Aumale had a simple logic in mind: "Trade goods for goods. An equal exchange."
Austria might let him trade precious metals and wine for supplies; it could just as well let him trade other things.
Duke of Aumale could only curse his wife for not giving him a few daughters. Otherwise, he would have sent them off to seal a marriage alliance at once.
Fortunately, he did have a three-year-old son. Duke of Aumale immediately proposed a marriage between his son and Franz's younger sister, only to have Sophie firmly reject the idea.
As Sophie flew into a rage, Little Maria's eyes still held that clear, guileless foolishness. She attended a girls' school and had met children of every skin color in the world.
But as the only girl in the family, Maria had been protected far too well. She still thought it was only right and proper for a princess to marry a prince, and saw nothing wrong with it.
In any case, Duke of Aumale thought the more wealth he had on hand, the better. France had belonged to House of Orléans in the first place, so his actions couldn't be called looting. At most, he was just a removal man.
Besides wealth, people were also a major target of Duke of Aumale's looting—no! Relocation.
Compared with moving wealth, transporting people was simple. After all, people could board ships by themselves, and even bring provisions and fresh water.
At that time, many people in France were willing to bankrupt themselves, sell