Maegan entered the dining room to find Christopher already having breakfast, he didn’t look up but continued to eat as though she wasn’t even there.
Making her way over to her seat she suddenly noticed the small wooden coffer sitting beside her place. Tentatively she lifted the lid but her heart sank as her fears where confirmed and she found it to be full of small golden coins.
Christopher fell silent and it seemed an age to her before he spoke again. “Fine” he replied in a manner that made her cower he seemed angry, jaw clenched he moved himself towards her “let’s get on with it then” he growled.
Emily stared at the baby in the crib, she was sleeping soundly not a care in the world. The same could not be said for Emily, Nicole’s second daughter to Orrick Emily had just turned 12, just turned 12 and watch her mother die in the same week.