‘For variety’s sake, let us hope he jibs this time. They must be as bored as we are,’ Crotte complains and fixes the spyglass back to his eye, watching the activity on the deck of the Belladonna. He mutters to himself and curses softly at what he sees. ‘Not in any degree and about we … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Six, The Belladonna, by Corso
Chapter Fifty-Seven, The House that Richelieu Built, by Corso
The stable is in shadows, they have only one lantern set on a pile of crates. ‘Can you saddle a horse in the dark?’ Lucien asks. ‘I am happy to saddle yours if you find it difficult,’ Athos replies. Lucien smiles. His brother is tense, anxious to get on the road, but not without humor. … Continue reading Chapter Fifty-Seven, The House that Richelieu Built, by Corso
Chapter Fifty-five, Le Limier, by Corso
‘Putain d'enfer!’ The beach is empty. Loup, Ver and Poilu exchange an uneasy look as Lucien Grimaud paces angrily in front of them. ‘Why would they take him?’ he whirls to confront his own crew with this question. They shrug and shake their heads. They do not want to speak aloud their own conclusions – … Continue reading Chapter Fifty-five, Le Limier, by Corso
Chapter Fifty-Three, Son of France No More, by Corso
End of the second dog watch – aboard the Belladonna … ‘Ahoy the deck!’ ‘I see it,’ the quartermaster of the Belladonna M Jabari holds the spy glass steady. ‘Merde,’ he mutters to himself just able to see the blink of light in the early evening hour. He counts the number of times the light … Continue reading Chapter Fifty-Three, Son of France No More, by Corso
Chapter Fifty-Two, The Man Called Guerin Spranger, by Corso
Rouen… ‘Who is this man, Guerin Spranger? Do you or Lucien know of him?’ ‘And if we did?’ Captain Peter Eastman raises a questioning brow to the man beside him. Gérard Leroy is a wealthy successful merchant in Rouen, a restless man constantly seeking investment opportunities. Peter Eastman and Lucien Grimaud are known to be … Continue reading Chapter Fifty-Two, The Man Called Guerin Spranger, by Corso
Chapter Forty-Nine, Of Eagles, Pigeons, Nightingales and Roses, by Corso
The Aigle is trapped between the two Spanish galleons, the Sagrio and the Rosario, his men fighting outnumbered, the ship overwhelmed, boarded from two sides. He moves too fast for thought … seeing and not seeing, relentless, maiming, killing, an animal fighting for survival, mindless, instinctive, blocking… fist smashing, sword thrusting stabbing, dagger slashing… the … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Nine, Of Eagles, Pigeons, Nightingales and Roses, by Corso
Chapter Forty-Seven, Common Enemy, Common Ground, by Corso
Dawn …gray tendrils of fog drift away. On the Spanish galleons, San Isidro, Rosario and Sagrio, sharp eyed lookouts on deck and high atop the masts brace their legs against the wind and swing their spyglasses, searching for the enemy, noting positions to their captains. One ship they do not see is a masted pinnace … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Seven, Common Enemy, Common Ground, by Corso
Chapter Forty-Six, The Belladonna, by Corso
‘For variety’s sake, let us hope he jibs this time. They must be as bored as we are,’ Crotte complains and fixes the spyglass back to his eye, watching the activity on the deck of the Belladonna. He mutters to himself and curses softly at what he sees. ‘Not in any degree and about we … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Six, The Belladonna, by Corso
Chapter Forty-Four, Corsairs of St Malo, by Corso
‘What ship is that!’ Odysseus shouts up to Crotte, high overhead above the lookout. Crotte looks down, not at Odysseus, but at a head poking tentatively through the lubber’s hole. ‘That’s it pup! Keep coming,’ he encourages the sailor climbing tentatively through the hole and into the lookout. The ‘pup’ grips the sides, his legs … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Four, Corsairs of St Malo, by Corso
Chapter Forty-Two, The Belladona Problem, by Corso
‘Wait!’ Ver and Loup stop in mid stride and turn around. Lucien stands close to his horse, hands on the saddle poised to mount. He stares, without seeing, across the inn’s rear yard. What is it that makes him hesitate? Only a few moments earlier he had been decisive. A man resembling Radu – a … Continue reading Chapter Forty-Two, The Belladona Problem, by Corso
Twelve Years After 