A Doll Lament

Chapter 3

Perched a top the plush bed Teddy ponders what torment is yet to come. "My Lady your father will be arriving soon." Ms. Rosemary urges. "Yes maid,  I know!" Henrietta snaps looking at herself in the mirror. "Now, make me pretty before daddy's home." The girl screeches petting her mess of brown hair with a scowl. After being done up in a dark green velvet dress riddled with bows she snatches Teddy off her bed, digging her small hands into his brown fur. She glares furiously at his black eyes, going to throw him to the wall as hard as she can. The door opens. "Henrietta,  my angel!" The Earl says brightly entering th room. Teddy's quickly pulled into a hug that would crush ones ribs. "Daddy!" Henrietta runs to her father, whom picks her up swinging her around. She squeals in excitement dropping Teddy. He winces from the fall as Henrietta tears up. "Oops.." She says softly,  bottom lip quivering.  "Oh don't cry my angel,  I got you something special. " The Earl coos to his daughter as she pretends to sniffle. "Really daddy?" Henriettas gray eyes sparkle in glee. "Yes, I had her specially made for my angel." Putting her down with a kiss to the head, he sends a servant to fetch it. "Spoiled brat.." Teddy mutters. A large box as tall as Henrietta is placed in front of her, she gasps. "isn't she beautiful?" The Earl beams as the dolls carefully placed on her bed. "She's such a pretty doll." Henrietta says bitterly, unnoticed by her father as he continues. "She's one of a kind." He proudly states making the doll talk. A gentle child like voice says. "Hello,  I'm Dolly. Would you like to play with me?" Lord Octavious's smile broadens as Henrietta glares in disgust at the doll. Teddy only no,w, turns his blank gaze to the doll. He stares in shock at her wondering. Could that be her?