Whispers of the Haget Dynasty: A Neo-Gothic Jewel in Occitanie’s Golden Triangle

In the hushed embrace of the Hautes-Pyrénées, where the golden light of Occitanie spills across rolling hills like liquid amber, stands a château that has watched centuries unfold with quiet majesty. This is no ordinary estate—it is a living testament to time, a 1257 hunting lodge reborn in the mid-19th century as a neo-Gothic masterpiece, its turrets and mullioned windows rising like something plucked from a Pre-Raphaelite dream. For half a millennium, the Haget family called these halls home, their legacy woven into the very stone and oak that now await a new custodian of its grandeur.

Step through the wrought-iron gates, and the world falls away. Over a hectare of parkland, dappled in sunlight and shadow, cradles the château in absolute serenity—a sanctuary where the only sounds are the rustle of wind through ancient trees and the distant murmur of the Gers countryside. Here, history breathes. Original marble fireplaces glow with the warmth of centuries past, while oak parquet floors, laid by hands long gone, still whisper underfoot. The slate roof, weathered to silver perfection, crowns a residence where every detail has been restored to exacting standards, marrying medieval soul with modern elegance.

Within its 750 square meters, ten luminous bedrooms unfold like chapters in a storybook, each a retreat of space and light. The château’s heart beats in its soaring lounge, where afternoon tea might be taken beneath vaulted ceilings, or in the artist’s studio, where the play of light through leaded glass begs for a brushstroke. A games room hums with the promise of laughter, the office offers a haven for quiet contemplation, and the swimming pool—nestled in seclusion—invites long, languid afternoons beneath the Occitan sky. For those who dream of equestrian pursuits, adjoining land stands ready to welcome horses, completing the idyll.

This is more than a home; it is a legacy. A place where the golden triangle of Hautes-Pyrénées, Gers, and Haute-Garonne converges in a symphony of landscape and light. Where the neo-Gothic arches frame views of endless horizon, and the past and present dance in perfect harmony. Here, family and friends gather not just for rest, but for the rare, intoxicating pleasure of living within a fairy tale—one that, for the first time in centuries, is ready to write its next chapter.