Edward grabbed his hat as he stared at the opening door. Light from the full mooning shining outside flooded the room, it's light landing on his and Mr Brown."Brown?" Edward paused. His body immediately stiffened as he suddenly recognized the voice. It belonged to his new wife. With swiftness, he ran up the stairs before Her Graces eyes could land on him. He then stopped at the top and crouched as he watched the conversation that ensued between her and his butler.*********Emily walked towards the manor. She had just finished speaking with Hannah and the other servants and wanted to go up to eat."Brown?" she called as she walked to the door and swung it open. She was about calling the name again when she saw him standing my the stairs, his hands crossed behind his back.From the way Mr Brown stood, Emily knew that he had been speaking to someone. Something told her that the person was Edward but she could not confirm it. "Your Grace," Mr Brown said as he bowed slightly. "Is there
"Emily," Edward said as he stepped a foot out of his room, causing just half of his face to be visible in the faint light that was coming from the kit candles downstairs. "You can come sleep with me."Emily, who looked like she was pretty shaken up by his call, turned and said, "you heard all that we said, My Grace.""I did," Edward replied with a sigh as he pulled his hat over his face before digging his hands into his pockets. "I really do not mind all that you said. You were only speaking your mind and the truth but at the moment, you don't have anywhere to sleep.""But, Your Grace--" Emily began but Edward quickly cut her off. "I insist," he said before walking back into his room. He removed his hat and dropped it on the lamp table beside his bed before climbing his bed and waiting patiently for his wife to come in.After a few seconds of waiting, he finally saw her smooth feminine silhouette walk into the room. She stood by the door, staring at the bed and Edward need not read h
Edward sat up on his bed after the sleep he had been praying for for hours refused to come. He looked at Emily who laid on the floor and sighed. What was he doing?He gently got off the bed and grabbed his hat that he had placed on the bedside table beside him. He took a small glace at Emily who was snoring peacefully on the duvet. As he watched her, he could not help but ask himself again if what he was about doing was right.He walked past her towards the door but suddenly stopped after she snorted. He turned and looked at her to see if she had woken. He sighed as he heard her snore away. She had not.He placed his hands on the door knob and slowly turned it, opening it with a small click. He pulled the door open and slowly stepped outside into the dark hallway.He slowly walked towards the stairs and stopped short after he reached the top. After looking down to the ground floor and seeing that there was no one there, he ran with precision down the stairs.He reached the floor and b
Edward and Emily slept in after the awkward encounter that they both had. The next day, none of them spoke to the other, only giving each other slight nods, Edward with his mask on throughout and Emily with a frown imprinted on her face, as they walked past each other to acknowledge their presence. Edward, on one hand, was not angry at Emily but was sad and felt it was too early to speak with her at the moment. Emily on the other hand was angry at her new husband for acting that way towards her. The servants, Mr Brown excluded as he was the only one that did not find it awkward as he had already seen the whole thing coming, were surprised at the strong aura that was coming from their master and mistress. Since their new mistress came to the manor, they noticed that the relationship between their master and mistress was not one that one could write home about. Edward decided to find a way to find a way to get his mind off the reality that was happening around him. He decided to mee
"Hello," Edward heard someone say and he immediately froze to his spot. "Is anyone in here?" Edward wanted to run with the head into one of the box stalls but he knew that that would risk the head being seen the more."Who is that?" Mr Brown shouted as he ran towards the stable door after motioning for Edward to stand in place."It's Francis," the person replied and Edward could not help but grit his teeth in anger. He knew that guy would be trouble for him right from the moment he saw him. Edward took a deep breadth before he immediately ran into one of the box stalls, careful for the bloodied head not to be revealed. He paused and held his breadth as he silently prayed that the head wasn't seen."I actually want to come ask Sir Edward something, Sir," Edward heard Francis say and he immediately released the air that he had pent up inside of him the whole time. "I have some important questions for him.""I am Mr Albert Brown but you can just call me Brown," Edward heard Mr Brown rep
"You have been mumbling words in your sleep, Edward," Williams said as he stretched his hands towards his brother. "Are you sure you're not down with fever?"Edward stared at his brothers outstretched hand and sighed. He was about grabbing it when he remembered something very important. Harold's head was still laying beside him."I actually would love to stay here alone for a few minutes," Edward said as he slapped his brothers hands away. "I have been feeling unwell lately so maybe I am sick.""And laying on hay is going to make you any better?" Williams mumbled with a small chuckle. "You might not even get better if you do this to yourself." Edward rolled his eyes. Since when did his brother begin to care about his health?"Forget about me for now," he muttered, adjusting himself on the haystack so that the bloodied head would not be seen by his brother. "I actually have a lot of questions to ask you.""I am guessing some of them are concerning what Brown told you about me," William
Emily walked down the stairs and walked straight to the dining table. Her headache had stopped by her feet was beginning to hurt like hell. She removed the shoes that she had on and rubbed them against the cold floor, heaving a loud sigh of relief as the pain began to go down. She saw Hannah walk towards her and she immediately kicked her shoes under the dining table and hid her bare feet under her large dress. "Good morning, Your Grace," Hannah greeted with a small bow as she walked towards Emily. "We already have the chefs cooking up a good meal of eggs and toast but we wanted to ask if you would love to have otherwise."Emily thought about Hannah's question for some seconds before asking, "I would love to have a slice of bacon together with that. Can you guys help with that?""That will not be an issue, Your Grace," Hannah replied with a small bow before turning and heading towards the kitchen. Emily after seeing that she was now gone removed her still aching feet from under her
Emily shivered as she stared at her door. The room had suddenly become cold and she could see her breadth. Everywhere began to spin as Emily suddenly lost feeling of her whole body.She was about screaming for help when the door opened."Your Grace." Emily looked up and saw Hannah walking towards her with a smile on her face and a tray filled with a small jug and a teacup in her hands. "I brought you some tea."Hannah laid the tray on Emily's bed and began pouring her a cup. She was busy chattering about how bad she felt when Emily left the dining table and she wanted to bring tea to her to cheer her up but Emily's attention wasn't with Hannah. She was barely even listening to the words that were pouring out of the housekeeper's mouth."Were you the one calling my name?" Emily blurted out and Hannah immediately stopped talking. She turned to look at her mistress and was surprised to see that she was shaking with sweat pouring down her face. "Are you okay, Your Grace?" she asked after