*Knock knock*. Hearing the knock on the door I didn’t reply. I just turned to the side of the bed looking for a favorable position to continue sleeping.
*Knock knock knock*. ‘What does he want?’. Taking the pillow on the left, I covered my face with it.
…
*Knock knock knock knock*. “ … Hmm. What is it? ”.I answered, thought in my semi sleep state I wasn’t really sure if the words actually came off my mouth or I just thought of them. I haven’t had enough sleep.
“Young master it’s time breakfast” said the voice at the door. His words confirmed that I did speak out but that only served to annoy me.
“Then bring it in” I replied. Getting the tone of my voice which sounded harsh, I groggily turned and sat at the side of the bed facing the door and reiterated this time calmly but still irritated.
“Bring it in”.
“Toda-”
“What’s for today?” I continued, interrupting his talk. Now that I am somewhat awake, I realize he wouldn’t disturb me for breakfast. Usually he brings it in at whatever time I get up or request for it.
“Today is family breakfast”. … ‘What? Wasn’t the last one 3 days ago?’. I mused at his reply.
“Wasn’t the last one 3 days ago?”. I had to ask.
“It was sir”
“Who is heading it? ”
“The lady”. I slunged on the bed. Staring at nowhere in particular.
“Young master?. If you continue delaying you will be late”. Hearing his voice, I snapped out of it and took in the sight of the drawing at the top. ‘This looks … old’.
“Cole”
“Yes young master”
“Get Marton to change the drawing at the ceiling to …” I paused. I wanted a change but I wasn’t sure what the change should be.
“ Leave it be.”
“Yes young master”
Getting up from bed, I walked to the wardrobe and opened it. Looking at the multitudes of outfits, I went for the one with royal blue shirt and white trousers. I turned around taking a strait to the bathroom which was opposite of the wardrobe. Once in the bathroom, I casually threw the selected clothes to a side and jumped into the pool of water.
‘Ah…’. Swimming in the pool, I enjoyed the healing properties of the water which sapped away all my weariness. I continued swimming for a few minutes then got out of the water and walked thought the doors of the dryer coming out dry at the other end. While dressing, I thought of various possible reasons for this meeting. I couldn’t think of anything noteworthy I has done in 3 days so it was probably not about me...probably. I mean if she had something against me she should have them mentioned all in the last meeting.
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Walking out the bathroom, I went to the mirror on the wall just a little forward. ‘All set’. I opened the door to my room and saw Cole patiently waiting at the side.
“Let’s go” I motioned and moved forward with him trailing right behind.
“Good morning young master”
“Good morning young master”
“Good morning young master”
“Yeah yeah morning morning”. This the one of the reasons I didn’t like going out of the room. I didn’t like these greetings one bit. Greeting such … unimportant people, so many of them for so long as I had had cognizance is annoying. There are so many of them but not greeting them would be rude. I always wondered why we had so many servants, do we have so much money? Or is father just so generous he employs 6 times more than needed?. Maybe both? Realistically speaking we need just… I paused in my steps trying to think of a number then settled for 10.
“Good morning Mordred”. Snapping out of my musing and I raising my head and looked at the source of the voice.
“Good morning Steepen” I answered. Almost out of the corridor which led to the balcony I met my brother who still looked sleepy.
“Didn’t take a bath?”
“ What? A bath at … this early? No. I am going back to bed after this ”. He said it as though it was a crime. Tsk. The privileges of the younger ones, they don’t know. Turning my gaze from him to the main hall below, I saw father and mother already seated with Marge just taking her sit. Steepen and I both walked down the balcony into the main hall. On our way we were again greeted by the servants on our way.
“Good morning … Father, Mother, Marge”. Reaching the table, I greeted everyone and took my seat just opposite father sited at the main seat.
“Good morning”
“Good morning”
“Good morning”
Steepen’s greetings were much simpler. “Good morning everyone” greeted Steepen and sat next to Mother.
“Good morning Steepen”
“Good morning Steepen”
“Good morning Steepen”
*Tap Tap*. With greetings done, I tapped on the table twice and the menu materialized before me. Without further ado I started going through it. Everyone was quiet waiting for the Soma, as always.
“Go get So-”
“Here I am”. “Good morning Father, Mother, Marge, Mordred, Steepen”. I nodded on my name. I hate these greetings.
Father was about to tell Ludis to get Soma but she beat him to it.
“Late as always Soma” he remarked.
“Not quite” was her reply. She then proceeded to take the seat next to Marge.
“Porquida with langin soup”. Was my choice after going through the menu. Immediately after I made my choice known, it materialized before me but I couldn’t start eating yet, not till the matter of today was started. I turned my gaze to father opposite me who waited for everyone to make their choice of food first.
*Cough Cough* He started. “ This meeting will be headed by your mother ” That I already knew but him saying this meant he too has no idea why he was here either so I turned to Mother.
“We are going to your cousin’s celebration” Mother said, staring at us.
“What cousin?” replied Soma.
“Mark’s” was the reply.
“Who?” I intervened.
“ … Jannette’s son”.
“On what basis”. Quipped Soma.
“On the basis that I accepted the invitation for all of us.” was mothers reply. “Including you Hazard” she said while facing father who shrugged. “You all will have to clear your schedules on that day”
So … unimportant things. I could already guess she had taken a look at our schedules before bringing up the matter. Mother and Soma continued to talk about the specifics, their talks fading out while my thought drifted to today’s dream. Something was different but I couldn't pinpoint it yet. Girl, trees, monsters, island, a call for help, father, mother, Caleb … Caleb yes Caleb she never mentioned a Caleb before.
“What’s wrong Mordred? ” My thought were interrupted by Father. Looking around, I realized everyone had already started eating and were now gazing at me at father’s question.
“Something is new” was my reply. “There’s a Caleb now”
“Caleb what?” he replied
“I don’t know … just Caleb” He nodded and continued to eat. Looking at everyone devouring, I also began to eat.