1619: the Chapel: iv

The Duke straightened up and pulled away from Aimée. She could see the cogs turning in his mind, just as she had watched them turn in her clockwork bird. With a few words, she had started the spinning of the gears. Hopelessness left his expression as his jaw became set with resolve. He stopped suddenly … Continue reading 1619: the Chapel: iv


1619: the Chapel: iii

“Surely, you must tell His Majesty as soon as possible,” Aimée replied with concern. The Duke nodded in agreement. “I will, but first I need to figure out how to control the situation before it gets out of hand. I have been here…” he gestured at the chapel around him, “Asking for guidance, but God … Continue reading 1619: the Chapel: iii