Sarah awoke to dim rays of sunshine
coming through the windows. She checked her surroundings, the murals didn’t
seem to move at all and once she’d gotten to sleep, she had rested as well as
could be expected. She got out of bed and began dressing. After a light tapping
on the bedroom door, Gemelda entered. “Oh you’re awake. The cooks have begun
preparing breakfast. The Prince would like you to join him.” Sarah sighed.
“I’ll be down in a short while.” Gemelda gave her a warning look. “Do not
tarry. You wouldn’t want to upset him.” Sarah thought she didn’t care whether
she upset him or not. “I’ll be there” she replied. Gemelda left the room. Sarah
looked in the mirror. “Well Prince, you’ll have to accept me the way I am. I
have no extra clothes here” she said aloud to herself. After brushing her hair
and tying it up, she headed downstairs to the kitchen area. The Prince was
already seated, food in front of him, but untouched.
She slowly approached him as he
stood and pulled out a chair opposite him. “Ah Miss Sarah, please sit.” “I’m
sorry for my appearance. I have no other clothing here.” She sat down. “Perhaps
we can arrange getting some of your belongings here.” “This was an emergency
stay. I don’t plan on making it a habit.” He simply smiled. “I hope you slept
well. Staying here” he gestured with a sweep of his hands, “can be intimidating
to some people, but I assure you, you’re completely safe here.” He motioned for
a servant. “See that Miss Sarah gets whatever she likes.” “Miss Sarah, we have
eggs, sausage, biscuits, potatoes, juice and coffee.” “I’ll just have two eggs
some sausage and a biscuit along with some juice. Thank you.” “So, what are
your plans today?” “Of course I’ll look in on Annabelle but later today I must
head home. I’m sure my father is concerned.” I’ll send a soldier to pass the
word as to your safety.” “That’s not necessary. Has my horse been found?” “Yes.
She’s in the stables now, all fed and groomed.” “I don’t know how to repay
you.” “You’re presence here is payment enough.”
They continued to visit cordially
until he had to attend to business. “If you’ll excuse me” he said. He bowed,
turned on his heels and strode off. Shortly after she thanked the staff and
went up to Annabelle’s room. They had a good visit and Sarah was pleased that
her care was helping her health improve. After several hours it was time for
Sarah to head home. The two of them said their goodbyes and Sarah promised to
return the next day, although it would be later in the day. Just before she
headed out the door she heard angry voices. Nervously she stepped into the long
corridor. The sound seemed to be coming from a lower floor. She slowly descended
the staircase. She neared the bottom just in time to see Edward Pompidou being
chased by Peter Skarbalius through a side door of the castle. “He’ll get his
for sure” she overhead a maid saying. “That man is positively revolting”
another said.
Edward was an old family friend,
but his trust was quickly fading as he had taken an interest in Peter’s young,
defiant and indiscriminate daughter. The two of them had gotten caught in an
empty bedroom about to disrobe. The man is fifteen years older than she and Peter
felt that he had no business with his daughter, a woman, though grown, so many
years younger. The flash of a blade shone just before he made his exit.
Nervously, Sarah made way to the
main entrance and outside where her horse and two soldiers were waiting.
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