Time In My Hands: My Lady

All day he’d been in meetings, but not during a single one had he really been. His mind was somewhere distant, pondering the beauty he had found in the water. With his wife so ill, he wondered if he might sway this lass to his side.

“M’Lord. M’Lord.” One man snapped him out of his thoughts.

“Oh. I’m sorry, I don’t know where my mind is today. Where were we?” His voice was deep and gentle, always so soothing to the soul. This man was no brute, but obviously a caring man—He was some sort of nobility, but I could never have imagined the nobility this man bore.

“We’re just closing, M’Lord. The papers only need to be signed and sealed by you.” The man, younger than his Lordship, pushed the papers forward. A lovely quill pen lie over the papers with a seal and ink beside them.

As the Lord picked it up0, he ran his fingers over the delicate feather. Just like her hair, he thought, smiling like a school boy in love with his teacher. He shook his head as he was verbally nudged again, dipping the quill to sign while his seal was prepared. He pressed the seal beside his signature, finalizing the forms before getting up. “Forgive me, but I just remembered I have something very important I must attend to.” He said, excusing himself. He couldn’t wait any longer; he had to see her.

“Zane, cancel any more meetings for the rest of the week and rebook them for later when we get back. Make them fit, and give them my apologies for the inconvenience.” And with that, he walked out, Zane running off to grab their things with a nod and following.

“Yes, M’Lord. As you wish.” Zane was a frail boy, the son of Chiyo. He accompanied the Lord on all of his travels, despite the rumors that it caused.

His hair was the finest of strands, like threads of silk. It was short, just framing his pale face, and it glowed the brilliant white it was. He was like an angel, so beautiful, and he was the spitting image of the Lord himself.

This also brought questions about Chiyo. If she had not been so far along when she came to the castle, they might have proved that his Lordship was father to that child. However, there was no proof.