The Peace Upon Us
1815, to the soldiery and indeed all peoples of Europe, was a breath of fresh air. The fighting had ended the previous year and now the Peace of Aix was complete; unlike the brief respite in continental battles that had come with the end of the fighting in Stockholm, this had a feeling of permanence, the first time since Amiens a decade earlier that there was a general feeling that Europe had settled into a lasting new order.
Farmers returned to their tills, craftsmen to their workshops, generals to their estates; the "Spirit of Aix" grasped much of Europe, particularly France. Weddings postponed for years were held, children born, new businesses founded. Paris hummed with a new energy as hundreds of diplomats and noblemen from across Europe descended upon it to reconnect with fellow aristocrats whom war had kept apart and to treat with Talleyrand, a man now the centrifugal force of continental affairs. The year 1815 was a curious one economically, as demobilization of an entire continent upended the economies dependent on the war footing of the past ten years but an optimistic energy infected Western Europe, the sense that a quarter century of bloodshed since the start of the French Revolution was at an end. In time, it would come to be viewed as the starting line of a long economic boom that would last deep into the next decade. The Marshals of France either remained behind with the titles in foreign lands they had been granted, found new roles in Paris to excite them, or in the case of trusted Ney, found their own version of peace in retirement.
Napoleon, for his part, had something else to celebrate - the birth of his fourth child and third son, Charles Napoleon, in November of 1815. It would in fact be his last child to live to adulthood, as the next two babies borne by Catherine would die in infancy before her own death in 1821. Fatherhood suited him poorly and he was constantly restless, having won his great victory, but the peace upon Europe left him sated for the time being, with all threats on land cowed and Britain retreated behind its watery moat. There were now new marriage alliances to form, new intrigues to be fought in the salons of Europe's courts rather than on blood-drenched battlefields, and Talleyrand was now his greatest marshal rather than Ney, Murat or the others. A curious new time, a
Pax Napoleonica as he called it in his own diaries, beckoned, and the most impactful general since Alexander of Macedon vacillated on what precisely to do with it...