April 30th, 1830. At the Versailles Palace, Napoleon's Office.
Charles-Louis entered the room with an awful expression. "Your Imperial Majesty. I just received a reply from the Algiers about your ultimatum to them."
"Okay, what did they say?" Napoleon II prompted him to speak without looking up to him.
"They turned down the ultimatum, Your Imperial Majesty," Charles finally revealed.
Napoleon II stopped writing and looked up to him. "Well, it is war then. I want you to invite my Minister of Defense, Berthier, here in this office as soon as possible."
"I'll send a telegram at once," Charles-Louis said before turning on his heel and leaving the office.
The door shut behind him.
Algiers had made its choice.
An hour later, firm footsteps echoed along the corridor outside.
There was a knock.
"Enter."
The door opened and Bethier stepped inside.
"Your Imperial Majesty."
Napoleon II gestured toward the center of the room. "We received a reply."
