Chapters (69)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Chapter 1 - Napoleon
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3 - Arthur
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5 - Oropesa, 21 July 1809
- Chapter 6 - Talavera, 27 July 1809
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8 - Napoleon
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11 - Schönbrunn, 23 October 1809
- Chapter 12 - Fontainebleau, December 1810
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14 - Arthur
- Chapter 15 - April 1810
- Chapter 16 - Busaco Ridge, 27 September 1810
- Chapter 17 - Lisbon, January 1811
- Chapter 18 - Napoleon
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20 - Arthur
- Chapter 21 - Badajoz, 9 June 1811
- Chapter 22 - Paris, 2 December 1811
- Chapter 23 - Paris, January 1812
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25 - Arthur
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27 - Salamanca, 22 July 1812
- Chapter 28 - Napoleon
- Chapter 29 - Schivardino, 6 September 1812
- Chapter 30 - Moscow, 15 September 1812
- Chapter 31 - Arthur
- Chapter 32 - Burgos, 4 October 1812
- Chapter 33 - Tordesillas, 31 October 1812
- Chapter 34 - Napoleon
- Chapter 35 - 6 November 1812
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37 - Molodetchna, 29 November 1812
- Chapter 38 - Arthur
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40 - 21 June 1813
- Chapter 41 - Napoleon
- Chapter 42 - Dresden, 26 August 1813
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45 - Arthur
- Chapter 46 - Villefranque, 10 December 1813
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48 - Napoleon
- Chapter 49 - Arcis-sur-Aube, 20 March 1814
- Chapter 50 - Fontainebleau, 4 April 1814
- Chapter 51 - Arthur
- Chapter 52 - London, 24 June 1814
- Chapter 53 - Paris, November 1814
- Chapter 54 - Napoleon
- Chapter 55 - The Tuileries, Paris, 8 April 1815
- Chapter 56 - Arthur
- Chapter 57 - Fleurus, 8.00 a.m., 16 June 1815
- Chapter 58 - Ligny, 7.00 a.m., 17 June 1815
- Chapter 59 - Le Caillou, 9.00 p.m., 17 June 1815
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61 - The Ridge of Mont-St-Jean, 1.30 p.m.
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63 - La Belle Alliance, 6.30 p.m.
- Chapter 64 - On the road to Charleroi, 4 a.m., 19 June 1815
- Chapter 65 - Plymouth, 30 July 1815
- Author’s Note
Napoleon stared down at his hands.‘You must realise that there is no question of my accepting the terms as they stand. France would be humiliated before the eyes of the world. I would be humiliated. How long do you think it would take the people of France to rise up and depose me, as they did Louis? What if there was another revolution? All would be swept away and the powers of Europe would be dealing with another popular tyranny bent on tearing down the institutions of the old regimes. I am all that stands between the thrones of Europe and anarchy. Alexander and Frederick William would do well to remember that before they seek to depose me.’
‘They have not said that that is what they want to achieve,’ Metternich responded carefully.
‘Of course not. They just want peace,’ Napoleon sneered.
Metternich did not rise to the bait and sat silently. Napoleon looked up and stared coldly at the Austrian. He noted the long nose and narrow face, and the same haughty air of superiority and condescension that Metternich shared with Talleyrand, and which so easily enraged him. None of these people, none of the rulers and aristocrats who held sway over the masses through an accident of birth, none of them would rest easy while a man who had fashioned his own destiny ruled France. He stirred slowly in his seat and leaned closer to Metternich.
‘What does Austria hope to gain from this?’
‘Sire?’
‘Let us assume for a moment that I am not some naive simpleton who is happy to believe that Austria is playing the honest broker. So, what does Austria hope to gain?’
Metternich smiled. ‘This is becoming the kind of conversation that is best conducted in confidence, sire.’
Napoleon nodded.‘Very well. Berthier, you others, leave us. At once.’
Berthier instantly rose to his feet, gathered his notes and headed for the door. After an enquiring glance at Metternich, and a brief nod from him, the aides followed suit, closing the door behind them.
‘That’s better, sire. Now then, you want to know Austria’s position? I will tell you. But first you must know that this is what I believe, and while I cannot speak directly for Emperor Francis and his inner council I know that they have some sympathy with my views. Beyond that, they are, how shall I put it?’ He smiled thinly.‘They are susceptible to a well-reasoned argument.’
‘As you are susceptible to financial inducement,’ Napoleon cut in. ‘Or shall we speak plainly, Prince Metternich? You will take a bribe.’