Chapter Thirteen
“Is there something wrong?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at her.
She wasn‘t touching the drink and instead was staring at the teacup a little strangely. My heart sank. Had she only been pretending to not know what I‘d just done?
But her eyes then began to water, a timid smile twitching at her lips.
“No, it‘s just… this is really nice of you, Miss. Thank you for being so considerate,” she said, softly. “I know I‘m just an attendant, but you‘ve really made me feel like a part of the family by doing this.”
I watched as she took a sip and instantly my heart leapt. She‘d drunk the tea and hadn‘t hesitated when asked to serve it to my parents.
A bright smile instantly broke out on my face and I ran to her, grabbing her hands in mine excitedly.
“Thank you…,” I said sincerely.
“Miss?” she asked, confused. “What‘s wrong? Why are you thanking me?”
“Because the letter I gave you yesterday was to say that I would poison my parent‘s tea tonight, and you happily served it to them and even willingly drank it too. This means you didn‘t read the letter,” I said,
calmly explaining.
She jolted away from me and frantically turned to the tea she had just drunk in disbelief.
“It‘s okay! Relax! It was just some lemon and green tea leaves. I‘m terrible at herbology anyway.”
“Miss, why would you play such a nasty prank on me like that?” she asked furiously, raising her voice.
I hadn‘t intended to make her angry, but I suppose I did just admit to trying to poison her.
“Please lower your voice. It wasn‘t a prank. I did it to make sure I could trust you,” I explained. “There is someone after me, Lucy. They‘re going to kill me. I can‘t give you all the details and you absolutely cannot tell my parents. If you do, then I won‘t be able to protect myself. I can‘t do this without your help.”
She looked at me warily like I was insane, unable to find any words to respond.
“I‘m not crazy, Lucy,” I said adamantly. “If you help me, I‘ll even pay you double your yearly salary for your time and discretion. So please… help me.”
It took a few moments but, finally, her eyes softened and she nodded her head in agreement.
I think she could feel now that this wasn‘t a prank but actually a very real threat that I was begging her to help me with. Not just a child‘s silly fear, but something far more substantial.
I sighed heavily, a weight lifted off my shoulder as I was finally able to tell someone about my very real problems. Or, at least, some of them… in a vague way.
I closed my eyes, feeling my body relax. “Thank you…” I whispered.
She came over and engulfed me in a hug, something which quickly triggered old memories of my last attendant, Sophie. But I allowed her to embrace me nevertheless, despite that pain inside. I needed to push those thoughts out if I was going to survive. I needed to learn to trust and rely on others this time.
“What do you need me to do?” she asked after pulling away.
And I didn‘t waste any time, jumping in immediately to explain the first steps.
“To begin with, I need a separate bank account set up under an alias in order to amass some funds independently. I also require some investment accounts… but that will come later. Oh! And I need you to
Chapter Thirteen
find a private investigator for me. The best one you can get,” I said, listing everything off. “I will have a few more instructions but if you can help me with these things to start off with, it would really help me so much. Being fourteen I, unfortunately, can‘t do any of these things myself. You‘ll be acting as my representative for all of my business matters going forward until I‘m of age.”
She seemed a little shocked at first, hearing all of my requests. I think these were probably the last words she ever expected a child to be asking for.
“I know I look like a kid, Lucy, but I really need you to trust me. Can you do that?”
She looked hesitant but eventually nodded her head.
“Oh…and one more thing…,” I said, and looked her dead in the eye. “If someone approaches you and offers something in exchange for betraying me… I‘ll double whatever they’re proposing.”
Her eyes widened a little. “How do you plan to make so much money?”
“Don‘t worry about that yet,” I said. “I‘ll be coming into some wealth within the next few weeks that I plant o invest.”
She nodded her head again before, suddenly, my mother walked into the kitchen, oblivious to the serious conversation that had just been taking place.
“What are you two talking about?” she asked with playful curiosity, putting her teacup in the sink.
I looked up towards her, breaking the tense air that had just been between Lucy and I only moments before.
“Oh, you know… boys and stuff…,” I said slyly and turned to smile up at Lucy knowingly.
“Oooooh! Having a girl talk about Aleric, are we?” my mother said with a wink.
She seemed like a very sweet girl. However, seeing her still nagged at me over where I could possibly know her from. I felt like there was something important I really needed to remember. Like some sort of… major event? I had to shake it off though. Whatever it was would come back to me eventually and I had more important things to figure out.
“Aria?” a voice then suddenly called from the front of the room.
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