Chapter Eleven-Artful Retreat, by Mordaunt

I am your King, Monsieur! If he were still the man Captain d’ Artagnan recruited, impressionable and awestruck by the Musketeer legends, Fabien Marchal would have sought the counsel of Captain d’ Artagnan, whom he revered, and those he called his trusted friends: M. de Rohan, Layla Grimaud, and Raoul.  But Fabien Marchal has outgrown … Continue reading Chapter Eleven-Artful Retreat, by Mordaunt

Chapter Nine- Once More by the Moonlit Lake, by Mordaunt

“We are brothers,” her father says and except for the crackling fire in the fireplace, the room turns still. Even Rascal stops chirping in his cage. Her father’s voice lingers in the silence: Brothers… Mére… Younger brother… Older Brother… Your uncle… Cousins… Facing her and Raoul, and standing next to her father, are her mother, … Continue reading Chapter Nine- Once More by the Moonlit Lake, by Mordaunt

Chapter Five-Love Unsought, Love Unaltered, by Mordaunt

Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better. Shakespeare, 1601 Twelfth Night, act 3, sc.1, l.154. Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds. Shakespeare, Sonnet 116 From the window of the salon she sees him galloping down the graveled path toward the house. Even at this distance Constance worries that his … Continue reading Chapter Five-Love Unsought, Love Unaltered, by Mordaunt