55 — Wealth and Happiness

John Stanley – 28 September 1355

The celebrations were a little premature. There were only four of them and the ball of rock was wedged in position by tons of loose shale. They wasted a lot of time undermining the ball but realized in time that if the ball did move it would probably fall all the way to the valley below. This would mean that the entrance to the cave would be unguarded. This was something they did not want. They therefore excavated around one edge of the ball.

Helios and Selene played their part. Stones were picked laboriously from the ever widening gap between the artificial ball of rock and the adjacent natural cliff face. They ended up piled in a heap on the path. The pile of stones then proved a significant obstacle. John fashioned a makeshift plough to pull stones away down the path after they had been excavated. The use of the ploughs would have been impossible without the availability of such willing and able horses.

As they progressed the work became steadily more dangerous. The cliff face above the cave was unstable. There were inevitably rock falls. On the third day just before the time when they normally ate breakfast there was a major rock fall. Both Thierry and John were partially buried. If Estevan had not been on hand they migh not have been able to extracate themselves. They counted themselves fortunate not to suffer a serious injury. Just as serious was the fact that much of the excavation they had carried out had been refilled.

It was nearly twenty-four hours before they could start digging again. John and Thierry worked together to build a substantial shelter out of tree branches. Then all three men took turns at digging. John found himself begrudgingly admitting that Thierry was certainly not afraid of hard work.

Then on the fifth day Thierry cried out in triumph.’There is a fissure behind here, we must now enlarge the opening.’

Frustratingly it took another full day to achieve the desired opening. They then rebuilt the shelter to ensure that the passageway they had made was safe to access. Once Thierry was inside he lit a flare and the others joined him. The fissure stretched no more than ten feet in front of them but was much wider than they had envisaged it would be. It seemed to terminate in a blank wall. Struggling to overcome their disappointment they progressed towards the far end examining every inch of the walls.

There was increasing evidence that what they saw was man made or at least fashioned by man. The fissure had been opened up to be an almost perfect arch. At either side, hidden from view until the last couple of feet, were two flights of stairs. Both flights led to the same platform. From here it was possible to look back into the arched fissure.

Theirry beamed with delight. ‘It’s a loading bay.’

At the other side of the platform there was another set of steps, this time centrally located, which led down into inky blackness.

They were obviously now in a large cave, which their single flare illuminated very poorly. John lit another flare and was almost immediately rewarded with some reflections. As he turned round and round he became aware the behind them just above the platform was a conspicuous flickering light .

He pointed it out to Thierry, who immediately reached for his compass. ‘Oh!Why am I surprised, the North Star or at least a simulation of it!’

It was Ximene’s turn to shout.She had moved ahead of the others.’Water!’

‘Not just water but an underground lake’ pronounced Thierry, bending down so that he could see the reflection from the water’s surface.

He pointed out that at either side of the central steps the water extended past them to the vertical face of the platform. ‘And this is a dock as well as a loading platform.’

He turned to look at the lake again.’It is very large and the walls of the cave rise directly out of it. It looks as though we will have to swim!’
‘No, I don’t think so.’ said Estevan
‘That’s a big lake and we do not know if there are dangerous currents. How would they ever have got boats up here? If they did use boats they would have to be built in this cave and perhaps sunk after they had been used. But if it was intended to come and get the treasure then there could well be boats pulled out of the water at this side of the lake. We came down these steps because they were in front of us, we should go back to the platform and see if there are other exits!”

John smiled to himself. Estevan was now assuming that there was treasure!

Obviously the other two shared that view. They rushed back up the steps and explored the platform thoroughly. At first they found nothing but then Estevan had another thought.

“We have been provided with the North Star to tell us where north is. Just suppose the angles of the triangle have a meaning in here as well as outside! Theirry can you mark out the line which points towards the church at Brenac?’

Thierry concurred and by the light of the flare marked out the angle on the platform. It was then easy to extend the line until it reached the wall of the cave.

They looked extremely carefully at the point were the line met the wall. Suddenly they could see a hairline crack in the shape of an arch.
‘How has that been done?” John asked. ‘It looks as though a whole section of the cave wall has been cut out and replaced’

He scratched at the area within the arch tentatively with the point of his sword. The point of the sword instantly cut through a waxy covering and on a second thrust cut deep into a soft stone underneath.

They returned outside for more flares and an hour later they had cut through the arch. On the other side of the arch they found a boatyard and harbour. They soon discovered that the harbour gave access to the main lake via a low arch which faced away from the platform and therefore was invisible from both platform and steps.

Pulled up out of the water were half a dozen boats. Theirry made a cursory examination and pronounced them seaworthy.

The boats were mounted on a steep wooden slide. They knocked out chocks which held the boats in position and managed to drag one of them down the ramp and into the water. As Thierry had predicted the boat floated well. They rowed out through the archway onto the main lake and using the North Star and Thierry’s compass headed due south from the steps. They initially worked on the assumption that anything of interest would be found on the north south “Devil’s line”.

The lake proved to be quite narrow and in no time, thanks to Theirry’s navigation, they arrived at another set of steps, almost identical to those on the north side of the lake and above them a platform.

They set off to climb the steps and explore the platform. They soon saw that it was totally different from the platform on the north side. It stretched at least a hundred feet from the platform’s edge and was filled with boxes of every shape and size. John and Thierry managed to prise the lid from one of them, Estevan tackled another and Ximene a third, then another and another.

What they found was the most incredible treasure, gold, silver and jewels. Some of the treasure was in the form of artefacts but most was metal bullion and stones.

Even whilst they were celebrating their success they realized the enormity of their discovery. It was Estevan who voiced their mutual concern.

‘The world is full of people who would kill to take possession of such a treasure.’


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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.’

The Prisoner of FoixVol 1 of the series—The Treasure of Trencavel

Aquitaine, an English possession, is in crisis. It is under threat from neighbouring nations and internal dissension.

The Black Prince, King Edward III’s eldest son has been given the task of taking command in Aquitaine.

Suddenly there is an opportunity. Ximene Trencavel is the heiress to the lands of Occitan, to the east of Aquitaine: lands controlled by the Franks. Ximene wants independence, both for herself and for Occitan.

A union between Aquitaine and Occitan would be mutually beneficial. The Black Prince undertakes a secret journey to meet Ximene to negotiate a marriage contract. It is, however, a marriage neither of them really wants.

Meanwhile, the  Franks plot to murder Ximene to prevent ,not just the marriage, but any kind of union between England and Occitan.

The Eagle Of CarcassonneVol II of the series—The Treasure of Trencavel

The loose alliance between Ximene Trencavel and the Black Prince is under threat.

The Prince invades Occitan, to show his support for Ximene but it becomes an invasion which creates more problems than it solves.

The Prince has fallen hopelessly in love with Joan of Kent and Joan is now determined to marry him and become the next Queen of England.

Joan is therefore  determined to convince Ximene that she should not marry the Prince.

Part of her strategy is to encourage Ximene’s relationship with John Stanley—one of the Princes bodyguards—not an easy task as both John and Ximene have doubts about their compatibility.

However, John is grievously injured in a battle and Ximene commits herself to nurse him back to health.