‘Really?’ Napoleon could not help smiling. ‘At present it seems that there are two claimants to that title, neither of whom is worthy of that honour, or any other.We shall have to see if either of them has a viable claim to the throne in the days to come. For the sake of argument, let us assume that the Spanish throne falls empty. In that case, would you accept the crown if it was offered to you?’

Louis stared at him and Napoleon continued,‘You would not just be master of Spain. Think of it, Louis. There is a vast empire in the Americas with untold wealth in gold and silver waiting to be discovered in its hinterlands.With your rather idealistic concern for the welfare of the common man you could transform Spain into a country that would be proud to take its place amongst the most advanced nations in Europe, rather than languishing as a decadent backwater. Greatness beckons to you, Louis.You have but to answer the call.’

Louis eased himself back into his chair with a faint smile. ‘I am not a fool, Napoleon. I have heard about conditions in Spain. It is a patchwork of a country, riven by superstitions and suspicions. Its people are proud, and while they may be at each other’s throats at the moment, they would surely unite against any foreign power that presumed to dictate their affairs.That is what my advisers have told me.’

Napoleon could see that his brother would not be persuaded so easily to do his bidding, and raised a hand in a placating gesture. ‘There is no hurry, Louis.The matter is not yet settled. All that I ask is that you consider the prospect.’ He paused. ‘And if you should decide that you would rather rule in Holland, it is possible that Joseph might be prepared to lead where you will not.’

‘Me?’ Joseph stiffened in his seat.‘You would ask me to become King of Spain?’

‘If Louis does not want to, I can think of no better alternative.You at least I know would never let me down. You never have, my dear Joseph. So you too can think on my offer.’

Napoleon poured himself another glass of wine and continued in a low, menacing tone, ‘In the meantime, I must deal with young Ferdinand, and his father.’

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

‘His majesty insists on being referred to as King Ferdinand VII of Spain,’ the chamberlain informed Napoleon anxiously.