"King Louis the fourteenth," Ivan answered. He remembered that he and Teresa were in France during his coronation ceremony. It was a beautiful affair, full of revelry and delight. Magicians sent little birds of light over the head of the crowds that had gathered to watch the King's procession.<br/><br/>“I’m sorry about your wife. You must have loved her very much to try to bring her back to you.”<br/>"I did," said Ivan, "I still do."<br/><br/>She fell into a strange soliloquy, recalling her family from her past life. "So I’m damned if I do and damned if I don’t?" The words appeared to be directed at no one in particular. It raised an eyebrow from Ivan but he simply shrugged it off as a result of her grief. A small part of him pitied Caroleen. Seeing Teresa's face weeping, caused him to her offer the handkerchief.<br/>"We're we in better circumstance I would offer you some measure of peace about your family's circumstance, but I fear that there is little time for such detours."<br/>"Where are we going? Where are we right now? I was in France. I'm so lost and confused," Caroleen cried.<br/>"We are going towards the Port of Dover." Ivan wanted to console Teresa; to wipe the tears from her face, but he sternly reminded himself that this was not her. "There I hope to meet. . . an acquaintance, who may help me complete the ritual properly."<br/><br/>He did not mention that she would have to be exorcised from Teresa's body. He felt bad for what he was subjecting Mrs. Xavier to. He had called her back from beyond the veil, and sought to banish her in scarcely a fortnight. He dangled the opportunity of a new life before her. It was a a cruel thing to do, but Ivan had so dearly wanted Teresa, he was willing to play with another's life. "Have I grown so callous?" he wondered.<br/><br/>The rain relented slightly, allowing a small shimmer of sunlight to pass through the clouds. In a few hours they would come across a hamlet. There the road continued east, bending south towards the coast. A smaller path turned north. It was this path that would serve as their route. They would need a wagon of their own, while Trevor would continue in the carriage.