Through the Mist: Restoration by Freeman C. Renee

Author:Freeman, C. Renee [Freeman, C. Renee]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: C. Renee Freeman
Published: 2016-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

Twenty Two

The next morning, Tilly and Sarah entered the library together; a united force against whatever repercussions might come. The maid was very upset when Tilly told her what happened, despite her assurances that all would be well. At least I hope so, she thought.

They found the boys lined up in front of a large window, their faces pressed against the glass. When Tilly asked what they were doing, Allan informed her they were watching their father. She looked outside and found Benjamin talking with two of the servants. When he glanced back at the house, they all scurried away from the window.

Several moments later, Benjamin walked into the library where everyone was scattered around the room. Allan, Angus, and Michael shared a chaise near a window and were studying a large atlas. Tilly and Sarah sat in chairs beside the fireplace. Stephen flipped through a picture book on the floor beside their feet. It seemed like an innocent scene, yet there was a palpable undercurrent of nervousness in the room.

Without further ado, he summoned his children to his side. They arranged themselves from eldest to youngest as if they had done this many times. He placed his hand on Allan’s shoulder and looked at Tilly, “Allan is my oldest son, age 10.”

She always admired Allan’s lovely crystal blue eyes, the color of the sky. They were so different from the mossy green of his father’s eyes. Now that he stood beside Benjamin, she noticed how tall he was. He almost reached his father’s elbow.

Benjamin walked down the line. He patted the cheek of the next boy, a short child with the same auburn hair and green eyes of his father. “This is my son Angus, age 8,” he said.

Approaching the next boy, Benjamin said with a smile, “Here is Michael.” He could have been Angus’ clone, except he was a few inches shorter than his brother. “He may be five years old, but he thinks he can do anything his older brothers can.”

When Benjamin came to him, the youngest boy made little grunting noises and grabbing movements with his hands. He obediently scooped the boy into his arms and said, “This wee rascal is Stephen.”

The boy grinned broadly at Tilly, revealing those charming little dimples she saw during their first encounter. She noticed his blue eyes were filled with mischief. He must be a handful.

As if reading her mind, Benjamin said, “Aye, this one is the wildest of them all. My other boys managed to survive age two without burning down the castle. I am not so sure about this one.”

At that moment, Mrs. Keith walked into the room. She carried an adorable, chubby girl on her hip. Benjamin nodded, and she gave the child to Tilly.

“And that is my precious Margaret,” he said softly, his eyes filling with tears. “She is the spitting image of her mother.”

Tilly ran a finger over the little girl’s soft, rosy cheek, earning herself a little giggle. The baby was gorgeous with her thick, curly red hair and blue eyes just like her brothers Allan and Stephen.

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