And there seems to be nothing either Jamie or Claire can do about it.
Hes alive in my head.
I cant get him out, says Jamie after a particularly disturbing dream.
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You will, in time, I promise, Claire soothes.
Black Jack Randall is dead.
The next morning she seeks solace from a local apothecary.
In fact, her reputation proceeds her: Hes heard about her encounter with the Comte St. Germain.
In agreement, Master Raymond gives Claire a concoction that will help Jamie sleep soundly.
But for now, Jamie and Murtaugh are retraining Jamies left hand after Black Jack nearly crippled it.
Murtagh suggests squelching the source (i.e.
killing Bonnie Prince Charlie).
Jamie demurs: Hes no assassin!
He wants an audience with Jamie… at a brothel.
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In between such scandalous interludes, Charles inquires after the clans in Scotland.
Will they unite in one purpose, in support of the rightful heir?
Jamie is honest with him: Those men cant even agree on what color the sky is.
You see, since the Prince is unofficially in France, hes not allowed to attend court.
But Jamie can, on his behalf and petition the French Minister of Finance for funds.
Because what Charles really needs to make his cause successful is money.
Claire is sure shes heard of Mary before, but she just cant place where.
Later that evening, Jamie learns just what sort of influence the French life has had on Claire.
She seductively slips into bed, allowing for Jamie to discover what shes been up to that day.
Your honeypot is bare!
To rid yourself of such a lovely forest…
I thought youd be intrigued, Claire responds.
What does it look like?
Why dont you see for yourself, Claire suggests.
As the two start getting amorous, Jamie descends into one of his Black Jack fugue states again.
Claire assures Jamie its all right and suggests they just go to bed.
Fast-forward two weeks and the big day is here: Versailles!
Are you a mad woman?
you could see every inch of you down to your third rib.
Claire wont relent though shell just cover herself with a fan.
Youll need a larger fan, Jamie muses.
(Lets just say she is the reason Jamie is familiar with dueling practices in France.)
Or, as Murtagh says, Only in France does the King need an audience to shat.
Meanwhile, Claire finds an audience of her own with the Minister of Finance, Monsieur Duverney.
Although, Id call it less an audience and more a harassment.
I told you that dress would bring us grief, Jamie says.
Once inside, its Duverney whos apologetic, ashamed of the overtures he made toward Claire.
The Minister and Jamie agree to a conciliatory game of chess.
But before they can match wits, Murtagh notices someone.
(Someonebesidesthe woman whose nipples are on full display in aswan dress.
That looks kind of painful, right?)
Yep, the brother of Black Jack!
What (and when) will Claire tell Jamie of Black Jacks true fate?Intrigue.
