Chapter 9 - Evangeline

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I read through the mail sent today at breakfast. The four girls sit eating their meals delicately - good, not only are they powerful but they also have good etiquette, although why would they not? None of them are Barrow hiding in s silver world as a long lost titanos girl.

“I assume you all know of your schedules.”

They bow their heads.

 “I hope today goes well girls I'll see you all at Luncheon.”

They all nod again as I get up from my seat holding the letters in my arms.

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I find Cal and Alfie getting through some paperwork​ in Cal's study.

“What is it Mom?”

“I received a letter from Angles.”

 “Angles? But we've never been in contact before.”

“Well it seems they like to make bonds with the monarchy in Norta.”

“Why us? Why not Montfort as they have reds on their throne?”

“I haven't the foggiest.”

“Well tell them they are welcome to the ball.”

I nod and leave the two of them to continue their work.

****

The letter is sealed and posted within the hour detailing when they are welcome to visit, scrawled in my neatest handwriting. I arrive to Luncheon just on time.

“Good afternoon Girls.”

“Afternoon your Majesty,” Cleo says smiling gracefully.

“I have news. You may not have heard of Angles before but it is country overseas and the royal family shall be visiting for the departing ball at the end of summer.”

“I think I've read about Angles somewhere. Wait no it was Anglais - French for English which is the language they speak there I think. Oh and they speak French in Franks.”

I nod.

“Quite right Cleo.”

She beams. I'm glad to have someone intelligent taking my son's hand.

It's Harmony who speaks next.

“It will be wonderful to meet them.”

“Yes it Shall,” Bethany agrees.

I nod.

“Off you go now Girls.”

They all leave their meals and return to their schedules. I return to mine, spent looking through records along with Cal and Alfie to find something, anything about Scarlet’s disappearance.

“I'm starting to lose all hope,” Cal admits.

“Perhaps - Perhaps she doesn't want to be found.”

“It's very possible, but we just have to keep going my dears.”

I find another report. Nothing. Most things are useless. The last time she was seen was at Harbour Bay the day that she was found missing but no ships were reported to have been carrying people that day.

“It's just so strange. How she just left!” Alfie says somberly.

“True but many things are strange.”

“Like her?” He asks.

“I guess,” I scoff.

He nods and continues to look at the reports in front of him.

“Perhaps someone from Angles can tell us if they know anything,” Cal says. “There was a cargo ship going in that direction.”

“Perhaps.”

“You use Perhaps to much Mom.”

“Perhaps.”

Alfie grins at this.

“How are the Girls getting on?”

“Very well - especially your girl.”

He nods.

“Queenstrial was made to bring out the best queen unfortunately not the rightful heir.”

“We'll find her.”

“We've already said that.”

“Well we're going around in circles then.”

A.n
So yes I haven't published for a week, why? I was destroying my soul with War Storm. The ending feels so bitter sweet - don't worry I won't spoil, but I was crying all last night and I could hardly sleep. Probably because I don't think I'd ever be ready for it to end. Anyway there's a reason I write fanfiction so today I'm publishing! If you've finished war storm tell me if you didn't have a mental breakdown.

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