The Glory of the Eag

He watched, unmoved, as tens of thousands of soldiers from all corners of France, resplendent in their fine uniforms, fought to the death for him. In his twenty years of military service, he had long since become accustomed to conquest and glory, to danger and death; such scenes no longer stirred him.,A voice, unmistakable and absolute, seemed to echo through the heavens.,Every kind of problem came rushing in, he had no time to think about them anymore, because the lady before him had grabbed his shoulders and was gently shaking him.。