“My Lady, what are you thinking so deeply about?”
“I don’t understand. Shouldn’t he be happy that I want him to marry Klara?” I asked confused. I had been thinking a lot about it after he left the room looking like he was about to kill someone.
“You should stop thinking My Lady and go to sleep. It is very late.”
“I will wait for him.”
“He won’t come tonight,” Irene said.
“How do you know?”
“I just know My Lady.” She never quite answered every time I asked her how she knew things. She always said the same thing ‘I just know’, and she was right, he never came.
The next day I sat with Irene at the garden drinking her delicious tea. Since I started drinking it I felt much calmer and much more fresh and beautiful.
“Do you put something in the tea?” I asked.
“Yes, lots of herbs that are
