Chapter 13: The Unfamiliar Muse

The following days took on a rhythm of their own, a shared dance between Abigail and Vincent that filled the chateau and the surrounding lands with a renewed vitality. Time, that had once divided them, now seemed to stretch languorously, allowing them to truly see the other, experience each other's world, and form an inexplicable bond.

Abigail was gradually immersing herself in the nuances of the 19th century, her historian's fascination coupling beautifully with her instinctive adaptability. Meanwhile, Vincent found himself equally drawn to her tales of the future, his inquisitiveness opening his mind to ideas and concepts that were once unimaginable. Their evenings often found them engrossed in discussions, sometimes heated, always interesting, their debates enlivened by the chirping of cicadas and the hum of the Provencal night.

As the days passed, a unique idea took root in Vincent's mind, inspired by their myriad conversations. A grand portrait - but not of nobility or mythology