The Premortals by Jacqueline Wrenley

Author:Jacqueline Wrenley
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9798637792405
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2020-04-17T00:00:00+00:00

ELAINE

I couldn’t take another hour in that dining room. It was bad enough that I had to eat in silence but dining with Andrew was awful. Last night with him was the first and I feared would not be the last. I thought he was too proud to dine in my presence but I was wrong, he liked to lavish on the thought of torturing me. I preferred Lady Katherine’s company though even if we hadn’t exchange words since I arrived, but she gives warm smiles every time our path would cross. I thought at first she was like any other Elite Lady, vain and formal but she seemed nice. I was glad that Andrew didn’t paid much attention to me yesterday but from what I saw, Curtis and Andrew were not the best of bothers one would hope for belonging to one family. The way they looked at each other, they loathed the other. I didn’t know much about their family but it was not hard to decipher that they clearly had issues. Then Curtis brought up about going to the villages. I groaned deep inside when Andrew commanded that I should come along. It was not at the top of my list that I considered to be enjoyable. I wanted to refuse but I knew I couldn’t, and then I hoped that leaving the manor was going to be more pleasant than staying here and do more of those lessons. Learning how to be a Lady was boring. My instructor, an old strict woman clearly a Delta who probably served many Lords and Ladies, even the Emperor and the Empress as she claims. She taught me nothing meaningful or significant except on how to be superficial, or how to act when dining in a formal setting and what proper utensils to use which according to her, tells a lot about a Lady especially on how she holds them. It was infuriating that you were being judged by how you hold a certain fork or knife. She would tap my hand with her stick whenever I did something improper or when she catches me rolling my eyes. She continued to instruct me on how to present myself if I run into another Lord or Lady or even Royalty. She would make a displeased face when I do or say something wrong. I knew she was not fond of me, and she thought I didn’t deserve the promotion but I didn’t care. One thing also that I was having a hard time adjusting was when the staff would bow or curtsied me; I tried telling them that it was not necessary but I think it became their habit so I left them to it.

After the lessons, I sometimes would hide in one of the gardens or the library. Sometimes I would run into Miss Pattilyn who I always gladly welcomed her company. I was in the garden reading a book when Miss Pattilyn decided to join me. It was a warm day and we decided to spend it under the sun seated beside each other.

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