Prologue II.

Liz de Crouy-Chanel as member of a dendrologist team, takes part in the Tour du Treuil project. The project is for dating the feeling of the wood frames and ceilings of the winch tower.

Separated from the team, Liz walks alone in the tower.

It is a former dungeon. She climbs the staircase located in the thickness of the walls and lit by loopholes. Liz walks from the first floor to the next. From floor to floor, halfway up the steep stairs. The rooms are of quadrangular shape, dark and cold.

The upper floor has windows only. Finally some light! Although afraid of the depth, Liz leans out to see Allevard, the mountain of Brame-Farine, and the left bank of the river Bréda.

Dazed a bit, Liz slumps down into the armchair by the window. What a giddy woman I am! She clings to the arms of the oak chair, still feels, the abyss takes her away.

As she squeezes the armrest, like a magical journey, a lady with flowers ornamented ribbon around her head, enters the room. Her hair divided into two thick plaits. The hair braids, fastened together by a narrow band of gold tissue, fall in front of the shoulders.

A bunch of men bows at her at the doorstep. They team into the room after her.
The lady is de la Chambre Guigonne, the newly wed wife of Felix, the Lord of Tour du Treuil.

Next to Felix comes an other Lord, with similar authority and dignity to Felix. Striking similar also to the face. He is Marc. Are they brothers?
Yes they are!
Marc is also newly wed who married Cathrine de Croy. He is now the lord of Ariane.

They are here for separating their estates. One is in southern France, in Dauphine, the other in the north, in Picardy. Impossible to treat together!

Liz watches in amazement! Is it a movie? How wonderful!
The court, master Secq Lénárd as legal representative and the witnesses to the division of property, they all line up side by side in the room in their fancy medieval clothes.

In her amazement, she raises both hands to her face. I faint with delight!
But the colourful clothes, the dignities and their elegance is nowhere. The room is empty. Liz is alone in the room.

She becomes now suddenly aware of her hands. They have wierd kinetic energy. They let alter time! From the present space-time, they free and pull the times of past and space.