Under the night sky, classic limestone buildings stand quietly on both sides of the street, the Baroque facades and elaborate sculptures telling stories of the past.
On the cobblestone-paved roads, pedestrians are dressed in varying attire, from the splendid garments of the nobility to the plain clothes of the commoners, each person an indispensable brushstroke in this era's painting. Occasionally, other carriages pass by, stirring up slight dust.
Suddenly, a squad of cavalry escorting a magnificent carriage entered, and passersby quickly made way. A street ruffian, chewing tobacco in his mouth, stared intently at the dark wooden carriage adorned with golden patterns and copper engravings. He knew it surely carried some royal figure, but what he hadn't guessed was that accompanying the King today was Paris Police Chief Henry Jissoke.
