Act IV Mutual Attraction

Psychologists, from Sigmund Freud onwards, have analysed the phenomenon of sexual attraction. The ancient gods had no problems. Both male and female gods had sex with anyone they were attracted to, apparently without inhibition or any semblance of guilt.

Mere mortals are however generally more cautious.

It is true that there are those who live for the moment and overcome by mutual passion, plunge into a relationship without any thought for the future.

Others simply want to serve the object of their infatuation for the rest of their life, without reservation.


There is, however, a third group, whose choice of a partner is initially determined by essentially selfish motivations. Women search for material security and/or physical protection. Men search for a partner who will enhance their perceived worth, because she is attractive or because she can improve his opportunities for social advancement. For this third group, only after the initial selection does the exploration of sexual compatibility and suitability for a long-term commitment take place. Their objectives are often mutually compatible but once again, dictated by the gods of fate there is inherent randomness in the process.

In his description of the Monomyth, Joseph Campbell describes this stage of the Journey as Meeting with the Goddess. The goddess is the ultimate mentor who gives him what he needs to enable him to complete his journey and return to the normal world in possession of new knowledge or enhanced abilities.

If the Goddess is a woman travelling her own journey then, for her, the Hero becomes the Immortal she has been searching for. It is then necessary for the Hero to reciprocate, giving her what she needs to complete her own journey.

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Extract from The Prisoner of Foix--Chapter 43 -The EntranceNo need to buy a Kindle. Read it on your computer or tablet

John Stanley-26th April 1355


'Looks like we are going to see a bit of excitement, John. The Captain tried to get an agreement from the Prince that if there is surf running across the channel to Arcachon we will turn back to Bordeaux, but the Prince would hear none of it. Instead, he has offered to provide insurance for all three ships. If they are damaged or sunk, the owners will be compensated and every sailor who makes the passage will be given a bounty payment. What none of this seems to take into account is that if we sink in rough, fast-flowing waters we might all drown.'

John raised his eyebrows. 'But that is what we are going to do?'

'Yes, despite the fact that surf running accross the entrance is not uncommon and the deep water channel moves continually. In the end, the Prince attacked their captains on their weakest point, their professional pride! He threw down the gauntlet. He offered to take the Sally first through the channel, and to take control during the passage.' He raised his brow. 'We are going into the Bay of Arcachon, come what may! '

Extract from The Eagle of Carcassone -- Chapter 24-- A Real GoddessNo need to buy a Kindle. Read it on your computer or tablet

John Stanley - 22 July 1355

An hour later John walked with Ximene close to the river along the valley below St Feriole. It was the very essence of a summer’s day. The sun was fierce but in the shadow of the trees, it was cool and fragrant. The trees and shrubs along the riverbank hid their progress, from the Château, from St Feriole.

Eventually they reached a point where John thought it was safe to emerge from cover. To his satisfaction the stream extended into a pool with a sandy beach, shaded by trees. Where the stream entered the pool there was a flat grassy area, almost circular. Behind this, the bulk of two mountain ridges provided a splendid backdrop. 

He looked around once more ‘Not just a good training ground but a great training ground. If the Greek heroes knew about this they might be tempted to join me, to train with me’

Ximene laughed out loud. He turned to look at her. She had removed her outer clothes and was wearing a white chemise, cut short so that it barely reached her knees. Around her waist, she wore a plaited leather belt, obviously fashioned from the multitude of leather straps to be found in the tackle room.

She ran her hands down over her breasts. ‘When you were unconscious I heard you muttering about gods and goddesses, so  I have decided that from now on, for you, I will be the goddess.’