Isabelle stood before Phoebe and bowed. “Enchanté.”
Phoebe tilted her head down in a small bow but kept her hands folded in her lap. “Nice to meet you.”
“Isabelle will take care of you and will also be responsible for your well-being. I would also advise that you not try to escape.” He glanced over at Isabelle and smiled. “I would make her a member of my officers if I could.” Napoleon stood up and clapped his hands. “Good, I am happy that all is settled. We will leave in the morning so I suggest that you get some sleep and prepare yourself for the journey. Bonne nuit.”
He turned without another word and left the room. The door shut and was locked behind him. Isabelle stood still, looking around the room. “I will sleep in the cot off to the side of the room. I hope that we will get along
