Next, Meredith went into the kitchen and told the maids to prepare Jonas' favorite dinner. They all looked up at her with shock on their faces. She knew the kind of questions they were asking.
Wasn't she meant to reprimand him, scold him? Did a son ever become too old to at least be spoken to and corrected?
Or better still, she could take him out of the castle, leave him to survive how he wanted, besides, hadn't the patriarch in a completely unprecedented move, given the house to his wife instead of the product of his son?
Meredith did not pay them any attention because she had a plan she was going to execute that very evening. What was more, it was the same evening Gwen was going to be coming over.
She would be staying in the chambers in the east wing of the castle, the side facing the edge of the sea, where she could inhale the sea wind, the refreshing, invigorating air, and where she could hear the soothing sounds of waves hitting the rocks on the shore.
