He watched, unmoved, as tens of thousands of soldiers from all corners of France, resplendent in their fine uniforms, fought to the death for him. In his twenty years of military service, he had long since become accustomed to conquest and glory, to danger and death; such scenes no longer stirred him.,However, just a few minutes later, his limbs grew stiff with disappointment.,“Aegron, are you alright” the lady in her Western finery asked, her face etched with both tears and a surprised smile.。