Chapter Fifty-eight

I mostly liked it here but I had to say that I found a couple of things disturbing. There was of course the fact that my grandmother while very much alive could not be seen or heard and most times spoken off. There was the fact that my cousins had no mothers. I had asked them once before and they had told me they had grown up with no knowledge of their mothers and they had no wish of knowing who had given birth to them. I had been surprised and had to ask the reason and they had told me that the fact that their mothers' identities were kept a secret could only mean one thing_ they were of low birth. Therefore, if anyone found out who had given birth to them it would cause rumors.

Even Micah's gender bothered me a little. Was Micah male or female? One could never tell and when I had asked Harriet she had told me she had no idea.


Then there was Uncle Napoleon.

Uncle Napoleon could be said to be responsible or had allowed all of the above to happen. Why was Uncle Napoleon, king of one of the most powerful packs in the world, not married?

I began to see him in a disturbing light when one day I came across him having sex with my personal maid, Susan. I was not certain what to think of it and I knew instinctively that the wise thing to do was to pretend that I had seen nothing and move on with life like nothing had happened.

A full month after this, however, Susan was nowhere to be found.

“How is she gone, Sandra? You have to explain it to me?” I asked her. It was rather strange to me. People did not just disappear. She had been with me yesterday night and although I was not very fond of Susan she had grown on me a little and I cared about her.

“Your Highness, think nothing of it. Her replacement will come in this evening. In the meantime I shall attend you,” said an ever bubbly Sandra.

“Are you not worried about her? People do not just disappear like that? Did she leave a note? anything?” I asked the head maid.

“Why? You have grown attached to the girl! I must warn you against such things, your Highness,” replied Sandra who appeared shocked that I would care about someone like Susan.


“Not particularly, Sandra. But if you were to go missing tomorrow, I would worry,” came my response. Was there really nothing like empathy here?

“That is a very kind thing to say, your Highness but you need not be worried about such things. People come and go every time in the palace,” said Sandra.

“It should not be so. Regardless of your station in life, you are as much people as us and your well-being should be important,” if I reflected on what I had just said, it was not so anywhere. It had not been that way in Alpha George's pack nor in Alpha Dagen's pack and I should not expect it here but one thing I did know was that if someone went missing, efforts would be made to know their whereabouts.

The next day, my uncle after eating his breakfast said, “Regina, you must not promote radical ideas here.”

“Radical ideas?” I quipped, unsure what he meant by that.

“You had a bit of an overreaction to your maid leaving so suddenly and you mentioned to Sandra that the servants were equal to us,” Uncle Napoleon paused so I could say something in my defense.

“I did not mean it that way, uncle, I said…”

“That is what Sandra took from the conversation. You must refrain from being too friendly with the servants. They are beneath us and it should remain that way, understood?” he asked, looking at me to be sure I got the message.

“Yes, uncle,” came my response.

It was in times like this I wished I was anywhere besides here. It was in times like this that I missed Diane dearly and Lord Tyler.

“You should take what father says very seriously. He is not very forgiving when he has to repeat things a second time,” advised Emily once her father had exited the room.

“I am not familiar with how things are done here, it would not happen again,” came my reply.

“I see nothing wrong with what Regina thinks. The only reason we are at this table and not cleaning the house is because we were fortunate to be born…” Emily covered her sister's mouth.

“Don't be an idiot, sister. You know father will not make an exception for us if we disobey him,” scolded Emily.


“It is because no one questions his actions. Perhaps if we stopped being cowards and stood up to…” but Emily placed a hand over her sister's mouth.

“Don’t be an idiot Harriet. What happened to Rosette when she stood up to father? She met an awful death and grandmother? she became insane,” Emily had said that in the spirit of her passion that she had forgotten I was still seated with them.

“Who is Rosette?” I had to ask and what did Emily mean by grandmother had gone insane after standing up to my uncle?

“You must not be too curious about certain things, Regina. But you should know that to live a long life here means doing as you are told and becoming blind to anything that even slightly strikes you as strange,” and with that Emily stood up from her seat and walked out of the dining.

I was left with Harriet who looked like she had recovered from her bravery. Not knowing anything like this was killing me. If these were his things I did not want my children to grow up here but where would I go from here?