Strange Game

Chapter 9

Hence, Angie is on her way to the George home at the country, happy that she is to see George and Tiffany, and their children. She is happy and a bit envy that she now has a nephew and niece though they are not from her bloodline.

Then Angie sulks, slumping on the seat of the carriage and pout like a five years old child. She is too aware that Lord Lanchester will drag her to their party after she is done playing with the children and Lord Lanchester will relish it.

As for now, she will enjoy the short trip. Angie counted back the gifts she had choose for her nephew and niece and her old dress that she wanted to donate to the orphanage. Angie throw her gaze out to the window and then press her face to the window, enjoying the vast greenery of the country, never thought that she could feel childish by the Mother Nature. Then several houses greet her sight before a small town came to view and Mike turn to the road at the end of the town.

Minutes later, it was Tiffany who flew out of the doorway, excitement brighten the mother of two children’s face, making her the most beautiful mother Angie had ever met. They hug and cried and laugh and cried again, until George came out to see the ruckus in front of his house and wrecking his now diminishing peace- and shook his head at the commotion the ladies make. Angie hug George and then link arms with the unconventional husband and wife as they strode inside, leaving Mike to haul the packages and bags inside. Angie's maid follows inside with her own bag that contains knitting needles and yarn.

The sound of a child running around in the big mansion echoed through the hall while George rubs his head. "He has been running around since he got the news of a new sibling. I'll be in your absolute debt if you could rein him in for awhile. God knows I need a rest." George complain but when a 6 years old boy flew in through the garden's door towards George, his face lit up proudly and hauls the boy up before the boy could hurt himself down and hurt himself. "Kevin, what game are you playing now?" The boy laughs when George ruffles his short black hair, inheriting the Alistair dark look.

"I'm playing hide and seek with Nanny." The little boy wriggle his way down and manage to held still for a moment to regard Angie interestedly.

"This is Lady Angelyn, Papa's relative. You can call her-" Angie drop to her knee, cutting George introduction and wink at the boy.

"I'm known as Angie but you can call me aunty. How much do you know about pirate?" The boy grins as Angie whisper in scheming manner. Then Angie took the boy hand and grin.

"Now, let us go see if the pirate had taken your sister with him."

"Nobody take her!" Kevin almost drags Angie with him to the nursery as he tried to protect his sister and Angie rise her brow at the little boy's parent. George grins while Tiffany tried not groan.

The nursery is situated near the master room for Tiffany believe in bringing children on their own is better than having a governess to oversee the children. Kevin push the door out of his way and then -extraordinarily- peered at the baby girl's crib silently, his curious face awash with awe and relief as he stare at his sister's sleeping face. Angie came behind him silently and Kevin looks at her exactly how George had look at Kevin earlier- full of pride for his little sister.

"Isn't she tiny?" Kevin ask in whispered tone and Angie drop to her knee, copying his wish to be quiet. Tiffany must have brainwashed the boy to be silent when in presence of sleeping infant.

"Yes, she is tiny, just like you when you're this small." Kevin scratch his little nose and then grin, showing his tiny fangs.

"Mama said Trinity is still too weak to play with me but mama said that I could play around her, when she is awake, show Trinity my toys."