The eternal _qui-vive_ and the misfortunes of war were forgotten in the arms of courtesans.
"What more could have been expected of a used-up sleepy-headed king, the issue of an infamous mother and a mad father ?" "Oh, whatever you say about Charles VII pales beside the testimony of the portrait of him in the Louvre painted by Foucquet.

That bestial face, with the eyes of a small-town ursurer and the sly psalm-singing mouth that butter wouldn't melt in, has often arrested me.

Foucquet depicts a debauched priest who has a bad cold and has been drinking sour wine.

Yet you can see that this monarch is of the very same type as the more refined, less salacious, more prudently cruel, more obstinate and cunning Louis XI, his son and successor.

Well, Charles VII was the man who had Jean Sans Peur assassinated, and who abandoned Jeanne d'Arc.
What more need be said ?" "What indeed?
Well, Gilles de Rais, who had raised an army at his own expense, was certainly welcomed by this court with open arms.