Seconds in Time

Page 18

"Oh, I might have tested his patience a bit." I said with a smile. "Who told you?" I don't suppose Richmond would tell him and I'm sure Alexander wouldn't. Aside from Victoria, who else knows?

"Marietta is the eyes and ears of this castle, Miss Lillian. She hears all." Francis informed me. Well, that makes sense. After all, she does seem to be a bit devious. "You're very brave to stand up to Alexander like that. No one ever has." I sighed at that.

"Well, I'm not just going to let him push me around." I said as we came across the glass hallway. We had been closer to it than I had thought.

"One more thing before I go; Alexander and you will be having dinner here alone tonight." He told me as I rested my hand on the door knob.

"Yay." I said sarcastically and walked inside.

I stood in front of the door and just looked around for a while. I didn't know whether to sit and stare into the nothingness or sleep my life away. I suddenly remembered the library and was eager to start reading something. I was never one to read what everyone else was, but I can read three books at one time without getting them confused.

I walked up to the bedroom slipped my shoes off and begun down the hall, but it wasn't long before my mission changed. The door to the office was open and Alexander was sitting at the desk. I figured that now since I had him in a small room I was going to at least try to get something out of him.

I knocked lightly on the doorframe to get his attention before walking in. He looked up without raising his head much and then, after seeing it was me, immediately looked back down at whatever he was working on.

"What do you want?" He asked in an unfriendly tone that would have changed anyone else's mind about talking to him. I couldn't just keep walking away though.

"I was hoping we could talk." I said as I stopped in front of his desk.

"I'm busy." He insisted coldly and without bothering to look at me.

"It's important." I pressed relentlessly and sat myself down in one of the chairs.

Seeing I wasn't going to leave, he dropped his pen and leaned back in his chair with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Can we at least try to get along? This is really important to your mother and..." I was sharply cut off before I could finish speaking.

"My mother is a fool!" His interjection set me over the edge.