I have been waiting and waiting to re-read this book, knowing full well that at last many of the secrets of the 5 preceding stories will finally be revealed. Whereas the other 5 books posed all the questions and laid many clues, very few were ever answered - but then, if they had been would we have wanted to read on? The authors were cunning in the way they centred on Angelique - why wouldn't they, she is after all the person named in each book title. But would it not have been just as simple to have had a parallel theme running telling us what was happening with Rescator at the same time - of course not - Rescator? A pirate? to be mentioned in the same breath as a great Lady of Versailles, the Rebel of Poitou? But their lives where running parallel - we first hear of him as the scoundrel who caused Angelique unbearable grief by killing her young son - Cantor. Then he has the unmitigated cheek to outbid the noble Knights of Malta at the Candia slave market for her and then, as if all that is not enough, he turns up in the nick of time when Angelique could really have done with having a man as powerful as her first husband, Joffrey, had been around - to get her and her friends away from the shores of La Rochelle to some safe haven. Instead it is to Rescator that Angelique has to go and beg for help, if she'd had a powerful husband she would merely have needed to express the whim - hang on! If she'd still got a rich and powerful husband she wouldn't be there would she? I love the way the authors tangle me up in knots - so, as has already been revealed in previous reviews, at last we are given the confirmation that Rescator - is indeed Joffrey. As the story unfolds, we the readers, are priveliged to get an insight into his past and all the parallels drawn are credible without ever going over the top. Even the near "miraculous" disappearance of his most obvious feature - the limp. But there is more here than just Rescators' story - there is bewilderment. On Angeliques side, that the one and only thing that had kept her going was her burning love for a man she had only known for such a short time, by whom she'd had two sons and who had snatched from her before the love had had an opportunity to develop into something even more meaningful, had suddenly been manifsted before her and she had not even recognised him!. At the same time, having revealed his alter ego to her - she, who believes him to have to be responsible for the death of their younger son, is unable to tell him what she believes he has done. He on the other side, despite having spies everywhere and kept up with her movements, knows only the factual aspects of what has been happening to her, and looks at them as they are presented to him on face value, not knowing nor seemingly wishing to understand her deep-rooted reasons for what had been happening to her. Gradually, all but a few are painfully eked out, but how like a man, Rescator now chooses to stand accuser instead of accused. There are moments when I want to shake him (just to get him to wake up and see the truth!), but I get my satisfaction the moment, just for once the self-assurred Count Joffrey de Peyrac de Morens d'Irristru gets his - a slap on the face from Angelique after revealing that both sons are alive and well having witheld this information from her with no good reason as far as I can see and having to beg her forgiveness for his intransience. The finding of her sons comes as a surprise, but again a totally believable one and so the authors spin their magic again. The one child they cannot bring back is the tragic heir to the Plessis estate - Charles-Henri and no amount of reasoning by Florimond can make it possible - but there is a new link - the first-born of the settlers is, at their request, name by "Dame Angelique" - she chooses to name the child Charles-Henri. In the closing chapters of the book, the newly re-formed Peyrac family, including Honorine, begin their journey inland. The closing words of the final paragraph bring a serenity that almost heralds the end of this adventure. Indeed it is the end of one chapter in all their lives that of - the Old World and now the adventure begins in the New World - what do they say - that a monarch never dies? The King is dead! Long Live the King! The Peyracs of the Old World are dead! Long live the Peyracs of the New World.