In the heart of peaceful countryside, surrounded by ancient trees, stands a château whose origins date back to 1870. It was once the home of Viscount Charles Henry de Keroüartz (1870–1951), a nobleman originally from Brittany. And as if by chance—though is there really such a thing as chance?—our middle names are Yves (Charles) and Stijn (Henry)... In addition to his title, he served as mayor of Cahuzac for twenty-four years, earning the respect and affection of all. Every morning, the coachman, Monsieur Bousquet, carefully prepared the Viscount's carriage. He lived in the hunting pavilion on the estate and owned several properties, living off the income from his lands. Despite his rank, he remained close to the people: at Christmas, he welcomed the village children to the château and handed out treats. Since the village lacked a village hall, festive gatherings were held in the castle’s outbuildings. On Sunday afternoons, music filled the air and young people danced joyfully—the castle became a hub and meeting place for the local youth. Yet what still surrounds the castle with an aura of mystery today is the legend passed down by the village elders. It is said that a six-kilometre underground tunnel connects the castle to a hidden subterranean lake. This passage is supposedly wide enough for a horse-drawn carriage. The current castle is even said to have been built on the foundations of an older castle, long since vanished, whose spirit is believed to still haunt the depths of the earth.