PrologueA Chapter by AWickedMoon
Prologue
“Friendship
is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art.... It has no survival value; rather
it is one of those things which give value to survival.” ― C.S. Lewis
Tuesday
April 11th 1837 6:00PM
“Catlin, I
have wondrous news!” I exclaimed rapping on Catlin's bedroom door.
I heard someone rushing to the door and a servant appeared. With her head
bowed and her hands clasped together she spoke softly. "Master Winston, Miss Herriot is in
the bath shall I call for you when she is done?"
“No
that is alright, tell her I’ll be in the library.” I said.
“Yes Master
Winston” She said head still bowed. I turned and made my way for the
library hearing the door softly shutting behind me. A small smile spread through my lips thinking about the wonderful news.
An hour or
so had passed when I heard someone walk into the room. I set my book down and stood up as Catlin
and her Lady’s maid walk in.
“Ah the
darling Catlin blesses me this evening.” I said getting up and holding
out my hand palm up. She walked over and placed her hand in mine. A
faint smile placed on her lips.
“You have
news for me dear Alden?” She asked as I lead her to a seat.
“I do, but
first.” I said turning to the Lady’s maid. Dear Jane will you fetch
some tea?” I said as I took my seat. Turning to Catlin I couldn’t
help but smile thinking about the day we first met. She had been walking on
the pier when I out of sorts had walked into her and I do mean in the literal
sense. I apologized furiously for it explaining that my mother and father
had passed away and I had been left with the dreaded choice of either sell
their company or run it which was a rather large decisin for a man with only 17 years of wit. But she just gave her condolences and said she
should have been watching as well. Not knowing what to do I offered to
take her to the Opera, she seemed more than happy at this idea. Since
then we have been the greatest of friends, and I have told her all my
secrets. It is a peculiar thing to have a woman as a friend in an age as this.
“What are
you gazing on about now Alden?” Her voice had just the slightest hint of
sarcasm only a trained ear could hear.
“Right, do
you remember Alfred Carlton?” I asked looking at her intently.
“The
magician you mean? The one from Dovor? Yes I remember him
quite vividly he had the most gorgeous green eyes.” She sat dreamily
sipping her tea very improper for a lady. But I had grown accustomed.
“Mr. Carlton
has asked for your hand Catlin.” I couldn’t contain myself and let out a
giddy chuckle. “He is a wealthy man, and you will be glad to know he is
quite fond of your interests and wishes to assist you.”
“An yet I do
not see him here. Is it no longer custom for one to at least write a
proposal?”
“Oh yes,
yes of course.” I said quickly reaching
into my pocket of my olive vest and pulled out a small envelope. I moved my finger over the letter seal
looking at the Carlton family crest. It
consisted of a knights helmet facing left, a crown above with
the head of a unicorn protruding one of the leafs. Below
was a shield with three empty diamond facing diagonally. I handed it over to her. “I hope I haven't bothered you. I wanted to tell you myself, as he couldn’t be
here today he had to leave to Spain for trouble with a group of wizards.”
“Goodness what are those silly mages up to now? They cant seem to keep there hands out of
something.”
“Indeed, the pixies are at it again in my warehouses
stealing fish and hanging dirty stocking in there place.” I said chuckling. “Thou they do know how to make one amused at
party's. But back to serious matters.” I looked at Catlin, I thought I could see a
red splotch at the corner of her lips and extracted a handkerchief from my pocket.
“I must arrange a meeting to talk about finance firs-“ She broke off in a fit of coughing. I ran over to her and knelt before her. “My dear Catlin.” I said softly, and handed her the handkerchief.
She leaned forward and place her head on
my chest. She quietly said. “If I marry I will no longer be your Catlin,
I will be Mrs. Carlton. And what of the
company you will surly loss yourself at the poor workers if I am not around.” As soon as she finished she asked. “I am tired Alden may I rest?”
“Of course my dear, I will call for Jane.” As I stood up I felt a burning sensation in
my chest. “My, word.” I gasped clutching the side of the
chair. Catlin looked at me her eyes
wide, I could see her lips moving yet I could hear no sound. A feeling, there was a familiar feeling that
I had when I would stand near a ledge as a kid.
As if all the air in my body was flowing up. I realized I was falling but I could not see
anything just a dark purple light. I
felt my arm being press on and looked only to realize Catlin was holding on to
it. I quickly grabbed her so that she
was above me, hoping that I may break her fall.
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