At seven o'clock in the evening on November 9th, 1799, the palace of Saint-Cloaurpose, their task clear—to protect the palace and maintain order.
The majority of the soldiers aren't aware of the coup. They were simply called upon by the government to protect the deputies from the supposedly Jacobin plot. It has been two hours since all the deputies were relocated successfully to the palace, and the moment it did, they began their session.
Meanwhile, Napoleon and Murat were roaming around the palace grounds, exchanging pleasant conversations.
"Since when did you and my little sister get together?" Napoleon asked, glancing at Murat.
Murat grinned goofily as he recalled the memories between him and Caroline.
"Well, it was two days after we first met in Toulon. I asked her out to dinner, took her to the opera, and from there our relationship blossomed," he regaled. "You must thank her for persuading me to support this coup, Napoleon."
