ror and the dread that came with t

. These were the roles that they had chosen to inflict upon themse

an was not just important because it brought order to the household. No, it was because it also helped to demonstrate and especially to the soldiers always patrolling outsi

high regard that could not

any other day. In fact, things around the house and especia

brary that was now shut. When normally, it would have remained open. It was so huge you see, and it had always been a hustle to open it or close it. However, as things stood now, with the brewing situation in the Lenton household, the General had ordered

ly,

high walls covered in books on ev

ys been excited to be here. Swinging from one high shelf to another. Picking up books as she

ables supported upon shortened heartwood stumps of red oak. The desks remained the same, seeing that they were antics and pieces of great value that could not be replaced. The curtains, however, had changed more than thrice in the

led back into the recesses of her seat, weeping with green eyes that were very much like her own. She looked worn out as though she had b

no choice but to obey. Shifting nervously, she took a step forward

however, did

ation showing in his gait and in the wa

ing presence to the copy of the evening edition that had until then, remained unseen in front of her eyes. “Read!” he sho

ood and probably the General's dark countenance as well, but

ble to hide her flinch even as her gaze fell upon the pape

AT LAST: GENERAL’S HONOR

eyes scanned and skimmed the article, going through the writing from top to bottom. After she had gotte

e pun that she had just created. Slip and fall. Wasn’t that exactly what had happened? And what had been tarnished apart from her ent

ut a girl could only hope that it would glean a

ith which to beat us?" her mother suddenly cried out, and

f words, she could already tell

o with that answer, her cheeky tone meant to mask the fe

having had a better answer. What can you do when the people around you are bent on seeing fall? Not her parents per se, but for him an

me, and her mother whimpered as

any things ever seemed to unsettle it, but now, it sounded quite shaken, and she had to admit she was beginning to enjoy its reactions.

ught to let her conscience know, and

ying to get

e thought. If she had not done so, she knew, the voice would not let her be, and now was a terrib

ered her back to the present, which now not only included a mopping mo