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John Stanley – 20th July 1355

At Château Mazerou, Estevan told John that he needed no more of the potion. Almost immediately the barrier around him began to dissolve. He began to experience more normal conversations with those around him. He climbed to the tower room every day. It just so happened that his first view out of the glazed window was early morning and on the edge of the woods, which covered the hill above the chateau he saw a herd of deer grazing.

He sighed with sheer delight.

Guillam announced that his job was complete. ‘I must return to Eleanor. I will go to her in Bordeaux, Don Fernandino will travel with me so that I can introduce him to the Prince and at the same time inform the Prince that you are both safe and well.

Don Fernandino will then return to organise your final escape. I share some of Don Fernando’s plans for the future but in the short term, Eleanor is desirous of retiring to Montcler. You will be welcome if you visit us there’.

John blinked, he had no idea what Guillam was talking about, but Guillam talked as if he should know. He shrugged his shoulders; it still did not seem to matter.

Guillam glanced around the claustrophobic cellar. ‘You will be safe here, however with caution you should make the attempt to get some fresh air.’

Don Fernandino concurred. ‘You should be able to walk or ride through these hills at will. I have deliberately done just that over the last few days and not only did I attract no attention, but I did not actually see anyone. Just be careful when or leaving the stables. If you do see anyone they will have no idea where you came from and so you will always be able to return here to hide if necessary.

At the moment there is little I can do here and there is so much which must be done elsewhere. I will return within a month. He nodded at John. ‘By which time you will be able to travel. We will then recommence our journey to Sicily.’

And so Don Fernandino and Guillam left John and Ximene to there own devices.

John was shocked to discover that when he first walked without crutches to visit Selene and Helios, he found this short walk very hard work.

At first, he thought this was some aspect of his injury, but he soon realized that loss of blood, infection and four weeks of inactivity had destroyed the fitness he had developed since Biscarrosse. Biscorrosse! suddenly he had clear memories and Ximene… She is not my sister, she is my lover, my long lost lover.

He determined to regain his fitness. He thought back to the training regimes he had developed with Lord James. He stopped short at the memory.

Was that only four months ago?

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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.’