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quickly. “It will be a joy for me to put your home to rights.”
    “I hope you are still saying that when we get there!” If the landlord was surprised that we were leaving at such a strange hour, he said nothing but bobbed his head gratefully, accepting the money Marcus passed to him as we left. Orion seemed pleased to be on the road again, whinnying in appreciation as Marcus gave him his head, and we galloped through the moon-laden night.
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and trees in need of pruning, were lush and verdant. Marcus dismounted and removed the chains from the gates then led Orion through into the grounds.
     
“As you can see, Bernard,” he said, as he locked the gates behind us, “even in this half-light, it is obvious there is much to be done here.”
    “It’s a challenge I will gladly accept,” I assured him, smiling down at his upturned face and thinking again how incredibly fortunate I had been to meet this beautiful man. Surely now, my life could only be filled with happiness. As he walked, holding Orion’s reins, he pointed out the shadowy silhouettes of the mountains that rose behind the chateau, the outline of which I could now make out. I gasped. It was immense, even bigger than I had imagined. Could all this belong to one man—even a man as noble as Marcus?
He smiled up at me, reading my thoughts. “Believe me when I say, this chateau is modest compared with some you will one day visit with me.” Although I believed every word he uttered, my mind could not entertain the idea that anyone’s home could be even more majestic than this—unless it was a castle or a palace—but as I had never seen either one I had nothing with which to compare it. Marcus tethered Orion outside then unlocked the door, ushering me inside the darkened hall. I would later learn that Marcus could see in the dark, but for my sake, he lit some candles, and as they flared into life, I audibly gasped at the splendour they illuminated. The walls of the entry hall where we stood soared on all sides to a domed ceiling far above me, from which hung a chandelier so huge. I wondered how it could remain suspended there on its delicate, finely wrought chains. His hand on my shoulder, he led me forward into the great room ahead of us, and once more, I gaped in wonder at such luxury—finely carved and upholstered furniture set amongst magnificent works of art that lined every wall.
    “This you think of as modest?”
“Well, it is my favourite amongst all my homes.”
“You have more than one?” This I could not imagine. Just how wealthy could one man be?
“I’m afraid the kitchen will be bare, Bernard.”
“That’s all right,” I said. “I’m not hungry.”
“But you will be later. When you awaken, take Orion down into town and gather yourself some provisions.”
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“What shall I get for you?”
He smiled. “I require very little. Now, let me show you your room.” My room? I had anticipated sharing his bed. Had he tired of me already?
“Bernard…” He gathered me in his arms. “No, I have not tired of you.” I felt shame creep upon me at his words. I would have to learn to guard my selfish and petty thoughts from him. I could not have him think me unworthy of his friendship.
    He kissed my forehead gently. “Do not berate yourself so,” he murmured. “You will share my bed if you wish, but the life I lead will not always be compatible with yours. You must have your own room to come and go as you please, without fear of disturbing me. This will become easier for you to understand as time goes by. Come now…” He took my hand, and together, we climbed the magnificent staircase that curved its way to the upper