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Inside the Palais Bourbon, the war chamber had been stripped bare of its maps and rifles.
Instead, a long oak table had been brought to the center of the room.
Around it sat twenty figures military officers, civil servants.
Moreau sat at the head, not in full uniform, but in a simple coat.
He didn’t need medals today.
He needed agreement.
Albert Lebrun sat to his right, the official President of France, though the title now meant something far ...
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