Sometimes, it’s hard for me to come up with things to say. I want to explain this scene, but that would give everything away. And I don’t want to talk of my morning, as that gets monotonous. Enjoy the story.
From Protector of the Grey House:
She sighed again as she took her robe and went to shower. There was business she had to attend to. After she showered, she dressed in a long flowing red dress and ate the simple breakfast someone brought up for her. She then went downstairs to find Vincent. From the loud voices, she judged that Vincent and Anthony were in the study. She knocked on the door quietly, waiting for permission before entering.
Anthony was standing, fuming. Vincent was seated behind his desk, a slight smile on his face. She didn’t know what they had been arguing about, but she guessed it was her. She smiled, closed the door and walked to the desk under Anthony’s hard scrutiny.