The infant Jasto wept, his cries going unnoticed by the world, but not by the doctor. Having followed the priest, the doctor cautiously retrieved the boy, glancing around to ensure he was unseen, and whisked him away to a farm far from the Franks capital. He left the child on the doorstep of a childless farmer who needed help, ensuring the High Priest would never hear of him again; satisfied that he had cleared his conscience, the doctor returned to the capital, relieved.
A young Franks woman opened the door to find the crying child, and though shocked by his hideous appearance—his single eye and wrinkled skin—she, who could not conceive, saw him as a gift from the heavens. Her husband rejected the monstrosity, engaging in daily arguments with her, but she insisted on keeping him, so he eventually relented, though he harbored a deep-seated hatred and resentment toward the infant.
