It dies in turns without bothering, that’s the lot of the time, the solutions are radical. After a few thousand deaths, love triumphs, all’s well that ends well. This is not the history of France taught at school, although Louis XI didn’t have a very good reputation with his little cages, it was just a detail. A novel led drum beating, action after action, no time to get bored, better than our current films despite their special effects which make us feel so jaded when abused. Virile and warlike, this book should not please our ladies despite the title that evokes something else than this royal machination. Long live the King!