Joseph rubbed his ears and put down the draft of the "France-Austria Trade Agreement," frowning as he looked towards the huge French windows.
The windows were tightly closed, but they still couldn't block out the tsunami-like cheers coming from the Palace of Versailles Square.
He then remembered that today was the final day of the Star of France competition, and he shook his head as he stood up, realizing that if he wanted to work, he'd have to go to the Tuileries Palace.
Eman hurried over, bowing and saying, "Your Highness, Queen Mary's people have come to urge you, the competition is about to begin."
Joseph nodded and stretched, allowing his servants to help him change into a different outfit before he hurried toward the square. After all, there was nothing else to do, so he might as well go and keep his mother company at the contest. She was particularly fond of such events.
