After a moment of tender intimacy inside the carriage, Jerome Bonaparte and Vilnius found themselves arriving at a small garden outside the Tuileries Palace without realizing it.
Spotting a fleeting silhouette outside through the glass window, Jerome Bonaparte hurriedly ordered the coachman to stop the carriage.
"What's wrong?" Vilnius, who had been resting her head on Jerome Bonaparte's lap, looked up at him with a puzzled expression after the carriage came to a halt.
"Let's get off!" Jerome Bonaparte said without further ado, gently patting Vilnius on the forehead.
"Oh!" Vilnius lifted her head from Jerome Bonaparte's lap, and they got out of the carriage one after the other.
"You can head back now!" Jerome Bonaparte ordered the coachman from the driver's seat.
After being dismissed, the coachman left. Standing on the cement path, Vilnius continued to look at Jerome Bonaparte with a confused gaze.
"Look over there!" Jerome Bonaparte pointed towards the lawn.
