Before his mother died ... Seb slowly opened his eyes and enjoyed the dazzling radiance of the sun. He opposed the return to the house for many reasons. Although he lived in Sydney since the age of twelve, but at heart still remained French. His heart was always focused on the history of this land and its culture. That he could not deny. But there was something else, not giving him no peace. At first he attributed it to anxiety associated with the negotiations, and yet it was not only that. Sebastian gnawed strange, deprived of sleep dissatisfaction. That feeling, he tried with varying success to suppress my last six months.