... velvet cap so that the feathers are tilting jauntily to the side. The emperor may have made her shifty husband, Joachim Murat, the king of Naples, but he can never buy either one of them style. She ... been the younger sibling. I study her in the morning light: the graceful curve of her neck, the deep chestnut of her hair, the new lines etched by worry between her brows. I remember the afternoons ... look, then close my eyes briefl y. “At one of her soirées, she told the Russians that you might be impotent.” My brother is enraged. He rushes across the room, and I hurry to stand in front of the...