her flushed earlobes, uttering chaotic murmurs.

The duration of this revelry remained unknown, until all three were utterly exhausted. After helping Edith tidy up, the two men barely straightened their clothing and promptly fell asleep.

When they awoke, there was no clock nearby, but they immediately realised how long they had indulged in the realm of dreams, for as they descended from the carriage, they leaped into a brilliant dawn.

A soldier of the National Guard, upon seeing the people in the carriage wake up, waved the red cap in his hand towards them, "The people of Paris''s uprising has succeeded, citizens. Fouché and his gang will ascend the guillotine today. The glorious Jacobins will continue to lead France. You are free now."