Chapter Six-The Hall

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The Hall, as it was called, became a central piece of work by Edward DeMontirre III. The artist knew what Royalty loved, and his work strived to accomplish it with minimal fuss.

He had long, black colored hair, brown colored eyes, and tall. He wore a grey colored coat, grey colored breeches, and black colored boots on his feet.

"Edward, do not bother with sentimentality", Lord Grover Franks, declared. He saw him bow. "M'Lord, are you happy with the Hall?".

"I'm not happy unless M'Lady is happy".

"And is M'Lady-".

"Aye, I pray-".

And then a regal looking Irish woman arrived.

She was carrying her baby daughter in her arms.

"Anne is upset M'Lord. She hasn't been fed".

"Feed her M'Lady. I have matters to address-".

"Family matters...or work matters?", she enquired, unhappily.

"Work matters", he informed her.

"Do not feel that you need a wife...or children...", she begun to say...as she glided across the hallway to the Dining room in her black colored gown.

And sat down on the gold colored dining seat near the end of the table, with a look of shame on her sour face...while she fed her baby...as a loud silence spread through the now cold room.

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