February 1st, 1796. Napoleon was in the children's bedroom with Napoleon carrying Aveline and Francis in his arms. They purled and giggled cutely as he swayed them gently.
"Who's the best, huh? Aveline? Francis?" Napoleon playfully whispered a mischievous sparkle in his eyes. He nuzzled his face against their chubby cheeks, showering them with gentle kisses.
The children responded with even more joyous laughter, their tiny hands reaching out to touch Napoleon's face.
"Ouch…ouch…that's my eyes!" Napoleon exclaimed, pretending to be wounded by their tiny fingers. He exaggerated his reaction, playfully squinting his eyes and feigning pain.
Aveline and Francis burst into fits of laughter, their innocent giggles filling the room.
