They pulled an assortment of ugly, antique chairs up to the table. Eudora went and collected Victoria from the bassinet where she’d been napping while they cleaned. “Are you ready for this ugly business, my love?” Victoria cooed and jerked her fists in response. After a few minutes Florence Greene returned pushing a cart loaded with snacks and a hot carafe of tea.
She looked around the table and staggered for a moment when she caught sight of Marion. She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, but went about the business of setting the table. “These are beautiful cups,” Eudora said absently, lifting the delicate, fluted porcelain cup, with gold edging. It was painted with gorgeous flowers, and each cup had a different flower.
“This is a special set… for the Alpha.” Mrs. Greene sa
