Preparing for War:
You were not happy with the current situation that was now diplomatically unfolding, and you knew damn well that things were going to get worse before it would get better.
"I'm going to reform the Corps and come with you." You stated almost immediately as you and Napoleon were left alone. "I have always been a sword and shield of France, let me be it again."
It was not the most impassioned speech you had ever given, but there was always going to be room for improvement. You could always find something more… well, you were going to have plenty of ways to say it, but that was beside the point. "It will take weeks for orders to be written for the veterans to be reassigned and rejoining, and there would be also the sheer volume when time is of the essence," Napoleon replied. "And you demobilized them, their rights are clear."
"They may also be facing down a Prussian Army, or march through Italy to save the Austrians." You muttered.
Reading the Room:
D100 => 92+2=94
You then realized what this was about. At least partially. "Napoleon, what is troubling you?"
There was a deep sigh, but then he just seemed… quiet. There was something on his mind that you could not entirely see. But there was something wrong. Even with a furrowed brow and his hands hiding behind his back, you could see the twiddling of his fingers and the scratching of his thumbs. There was nothing more than a strangeness that you could see.
Doubt. A rare thing for Napoleon, at any time. But now, on the eve of marching away to war to defend France and the Revolution. Risking his life, when you both have done the same.
"I'm asking you to remain in Paris." He stated. "You've done enough for this war, and for France itself."
That made you feel utterly gobsmacked. As if he was calling into question your record, the fact he doubted you, even for a moment, to ask you to stay is something that was nearly unheard of. You went to Spain. You served him Abley. And you damn well deserved an explanation. "Why?"
There was venom in your voice. In a tone, you believed that Napoleon had not expected.
Napoleon seemed to pace, he was trying to think of his words, carefully and deliberately. Clearly, he must have miscalculated, and you could see his mind work to modify that. "Perhaps you do not understand why I ask?"
"Yes, I don't." You replied as you took a breath before looking at the chair and then at him, and you both went to take a seat. There was no reason to make things too unfair. He would know what he had done. "So Enlighten me?"
You could see his lips whisper a word, then he joined, sitting across the desk. "Politics." The answer was clearly vague.
"Politics?" You asked.
"Despite all the great changes in the world that have occurred in these many years, there are laws and traditions that still dictate how the world works." He said, you could see his mind beginning to change with words that he clearly did not want to say.
Or was happy to say it because relief was welling inside of him to work for his own needs here. "I need you here to help the children. And to do some work for me involving the future of France."
That earned an eyebrow raise. "I am not some maid or, a political tool that will not be used for your own benefit, despite this arrangement we find ourselves in. I am your equal-"
Napoleon did nothing more but raise his hand, and quietly lower it, as he got your attention. "And that is why I believe it is prudent that you remain in France. You are the wealthiest woman in it, and besides that fact, the only one who seems to realize the potential of the industry that you have made on the Rhine. And how it can affect France as a whole and her warfighting capabilities." He leaned in. "I need that, because this will not be the last war, nor will it be the Great War that we may believe will come. It will come later, and France needs to be prepared. And you are the only one who can do it. That I trust."
"Than what?" You asked. "You are relegating me to a position that I will not and am not, suited for."
You were frustrated, but only because he was right. "It could be worse."
Napoleon nodded. "Can I ask that of you?"
You than began to think.
What would you do:
[]Accept: You will do what he asks.
[]Decline: You know what you're job is. You will ask for a command.