Chapter 41: Beggars

When Ewan woke up again, he discovered the time was one p.m, the next day.

But it was okay, because Sandro had informed him of the possible deep sleep yesternight, after giving him the cup of bitter vegetable juice Athena had provided for him to drink.

Ewan could see the reason for the bitter juice which had also served as medicine.

If he felt better yesterday, he felt at his best today.

His muscles were not weary, nor was there a carpenter striking a hammer in his head.

His mind was clear and sharp, and his heart was in pristine condition.

Ewan inhaled calmly and deeply.

When was the last time he breathed this freely? When was the last time his lungs accepted oxygen without emitting pain?

He had a lot to thank Athena for.

Where would he start? What gifts would she accept?

He looked around his room. There was not a sign of anybody.

Ewan, however, already expected that.

He had told Sandro not to return to the hospital again, except if necessary.

He wanted his friend to focus on the running of the company in his absence, since Athena prescribed adequate bed rest for him.

A knock sounded on his door right then.

Ewan half hoped it was Athena, so that he could speak with her, but wondered if it was Zane all the same.

Yet when the door opened, his visitors were Alfonso and his daughter, Fiona.

Were they here to beg? Perhaps for him to revive the company and engagement again?

Ewan debated closing his eyes, to pretend he was asleep—not in the mood for the antics of the Adams’ family—but Alfonso, with his sharp bird eyesight, had already seen he was awake.

choice but

enough pillows behind his back, he rested properly on them

Fiona was looking

see it as a facade, considering

quiet until they were standing at the foot of

greeted, his respect still

stool to himself. He sat

head bowed, and

Ewan. How are you doing? I heard from

Did she tell you everything that transpired? The

is truly sorry about that. You

Ewan nodded curtly.

gotten him killed, that had almost caused his company to fold up, that had almost caused the death of

a

state was

got down from the high stool, and pleaded with his knees on the

Fiona followed him immediately.

sorry, Ewan. Please forgive my daughter’s foolishness. I promise it

A pause.

many years ago. You also know how innocent she is, and how supporting

Ewan said nothing.

your fiancée. This

before him. For some reason, he felt no pity toward

ago, did you join Fiona to

hands twitched in

was Ewan asking the question?

befuddled. He

you ask such a question, Ewan? How can you think I fooled you then? Athena

He gestured that they

had set Athena up, they would

just wanted to get their answers one last time, before

for

quivered in

if I notice a positive change in

smile broached her lips. She could still win

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