"Your Excellency," Bessières called as he spurred his horse forward, and stopped next to Napoleon. "Allow me and the Elite Guards to join you inside."
"Me too as well, Your Excellency," Berthier joined.
Lord Eamer stood there simply, not understanding what they were talking about as they were conversing in French. Napoleon sighed and turned to face him.
"Mayor, I believe it won't be a problem if I let my Elite Guards join me in the city hall, for safety purposes. My Minister of War would also join me as well."
"Not a problem, First Consul. It's understandable that your Excellency would want to ensure your safety in such a delicate situation," Lord Eamer replied. "Please, follow me."
Napoleon, Berthier, and the Elite Guards under the command of Bessieres followed Lord Eamer inside the City Hall. Just like the streets outside, the City Hall was deserted.
