‘To err is human, but to forgive is divine, my son,’ he pronounced in a voice accustomed to giving sermons.
‘I’ve never heard such hypocrisy in all my life,’ Carlos replied.
‘Take them to the tower,’ he ordered the guards. ‘And lock them up with the other foreigner.’
We were led across the courtyard that connected the abbey with the castle and, after passing through a cloister, we were marched up a spiral staircase that wound its way up a circular tower where the cells were located. After opening the door, we saw my father lying in a corner of a stinking filthy cell. Seeing the light coming from the door, he turned his head.
‘Father, it's us!’ I said hugging him. ‘Are you all right?’
‘James! Carlos!’ His voice sounded weak. ‘How did you get here?’
‘We came to look for you. You vanish
