Provisions of a Will

It was two days since my father had passed away and rites were conducted. I had been in my chamber ever since. Sobbing uncontrollably until my eyes and cheeks were puffy from my grieving. I couldn’t eat and had barely drank the tea my silent maid insisted on bringing me.

But it was this afternoon that the butler arrived to tell me I was being summoned to my father’s office downstairs.

Bodin.

He’d be the only one that would be down there, that I knew of.

“I don’t want to see him.” I told Robert.

The Butler turned stiltedly to relay my message.

***

Sarah materialized in my doorway soon after. “How are you holding up, Darling?”

“Sarah!” I rushed across the room and flung myself into her arms.

She put her forehead to mine. Seeming more like a sister than the dear friend she was. “I’ve come to give you strength.”

“I’m in dire need of it!” I said brokenly. Swiping tears from my face.

“I do see that!” She teased. “Come.”