Xavier returned to the room after sending Michael off to find Agnes standing outside with paper in her hands. "What are you waiting for out here?"
"Selene received a letter from someone. She wanted the paper to send a response back, but when I went back inside, she was crying. I couldn’t get her to answer me, so I came out here to give her a moment alone. I am sorry if I did wrong," Agnes apologised.
Xavier opened the door to a quiet room. He found Selene sitting on the bed. "What made you cry?"
"These letters," Selene replied, sitting on the bed with the letters still in her hands.
Selene read them twice so she would fully grasp everything.
"It is a letter from my family. A few pages from each one of them. They apologised for not telling me about my healing and the Everharts. They wished they had done better to protect me," Selene said, holding out the letters to Xavier.
"My father had asked my uncle to take care of me and my mother if anything were to happen to me. The Harrisons were to be there at my side, but they broke the promise to my father. And grandfather, he thought I was happily married," Selene shared.
Based on what was written in all the letters, they all felt like they had failed her. That was not the case for Selene.
Her family always lived a quiet life until the palace disturbed them. Selene was finally able to hear all of her family’s side of what happened to reach this point, and was happy to hear from them that they were innocent of what they were accused of.
The sad part was that she could not share the letters with anyone to prove their innocence. There were many secrets all through the letters, and Selene knew the town wouldn’t believe her.
"My mother thinks she has cursed me with this talent since I will have to hide it forever. I don’t feel that way, and I must write to let her know. She gave me a way to wake my father and heal my family if needed. I don’t want her to be sad," said Selene.
Selene watched as Xavier started to read the letters. "Who was it that left the envelope outside?"
"I don’t know. I am the one who needed to arrange it, but I did order the guards not to attack your grandfather. I gave them a good description of him, and it seemed to have worked. It is that or your grandfather is quite sneaky," said Xavier.
"I know I said that I could wait, but seeing their handwriting and reading how they are makes me want to see them soon. I can hold out a little more to keep them safe, but this isn’t easy. Have you heard of any Everharts in town?" Selene asked, curious if her other family was here or if it was just a guess.
"They wouldn’t show themselves to get the attention of the palace on them. If your grandfather is concerned, then they must be here. I have a feeling good things will come once the king is changed and the court is shaken up. Just wait a little, and I will bring them to you," Xavier promised.
"In the meantime, you should write to them. You have forgotten Agnes outside," Xavier said, hoping Agnes’s presence could cheer up Selene a bit.
Selene wiped her eyes. "How could I be so careless?" She asked herself, getting up to go to the door. "I offered to help her find a dress for her time with Isaac."
Xavier frowned, put off by what Selene shared. "Her time with Isaac? Since when does she have time for Isaac? When did that scared brute have time to ask her anywhere?"
"It is not too late for me to fix that," Zephyr said, willing to disrupt the marriage if he were free of Orlork.
"You’re still cranky, but you’re not foolish. You wouldn’t want to ruin your granddaughter’s happiness. You’ve been moody since I showed up. Go on, tell me what it is," Orlork said, lending an ear.
Zephyr turned to face Orlork. "You showed up, and I turned moody. Did you not think you were the cause of it? You have three children, yet you bring yourself to my home where you were not invited. If they are angry with you, fix it."
"I have come here because you are the only one around my age who is awake that I can hold a conversation with, and we are family," Orlork mentioned purposely. "There seems to be a lot of planning between you and my grandson. What concerns Xavier concerns me."
"I don’t have any plans with your grandson, so please be on your way. I don’t need any company. You are filling my home with guests I do not like," Zephyr said, close to throwing a knife at Olork’s head.
Olork glanced at Jasper pouring himself a glass of wine. "It is only Jasper and I."
"That is the guest I do not like," Zephyr replied.
"If I leave here, then I will go spend time with your granddaughter. It is time that I convince her to name a child after me. She already carries my last name. Oh dear," Orlork smiled, preparing for pain as Zephyr approached him. "So that is what makes you moody. You want to see her."
"Master," Jasper whispered, worried about the two men fighting. He closed his eyes as soon as Zephyr grabbed Olork’s shirt.
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