Mayac castle, the chevalier d'Aydie and his pretty Aïssé

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We can’t visit the castle. But we are here on the land which belonged to the chevalier d'Aydie, the only love of the famous lady Aïssé… This true and sad story born in the 18th century let a mark here...

Aïssé and the chevalier

Love at first sight!

Let me introduce Blaise d'Aydie: a knight from Malta order, a romantic nobleman from Périgord. He left his native Périgord and came in Versailles’ court. And here, he met the pretty Aïssé, the little slave bought in Constantinople in 1698 and brought back in France by count de Ferriol. Bang! Love at first sight! From that complicated story was born a daughter, Célinie...

Withdrew from the reality...

But Aïssé died on march 1733… The poor chevalier survived her. He left Paris and withdrew in Mayac, to his sister’s house. He transformed her castle into a real little nest for his loving daughter. He was so proud of her, that he brought her everywhere he went!

Until one day, when their road came across the viscount of Nanthiat, Pierre de Jaubert. And in September 1740, Célinie married him… And from his castle of Mayac, the chevalier still wrote to her, supported her and loved her more than anyone else. In 1742, Célinie gave birth to an only daughter: Marie-Denise… The chevalier send a portrait of Aïssé as a gift for Célinie...

The chevalier on his lands

After the wedding, D’Aydie spent all his time in Mayac: he ″rode, hunted, dreamed, red″. In the castle, they always had unexpected guests for the diner: about a dozen of men and women arrived on horses, each one with two domestics!

They had fun, they ate good food. But Mayac wasn’t Versailles! It was smaller, of course, and people slept everywhere, in the living room, in the boudoirs and the corridors… several ladies even slept in the same bad!

D’Aydie wrote about his daily life, here, with his family: ″Today it’s freezing and we have to shut ourselves in. What’s the remedy? To make a big fire and drink! Then, we play shuttlecock and dance.″ As he grew older, the chevalier fell sick.

He had gout! But he still rode and hunted… Finally, the sickness get the better of him, in 1760… (details seen in the book Correspondance inédite du Chevalier D'aydie faisant suite aux lettres de Mademoiselle Aïssé)

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