DESTINY
Have I walked into the lion’s den? The dimly lit room cast a foreboding shadow over Lord Barring-ton, who appeared more like a defeated lion than the king of the jungle.
“I can’t stay long. I have guests over to celebrate James’ birthday.”
He turned a bewildered face to mine. “What? You’re celebrating his birthday?”
“Yes, is that news to you?” I retorted, somewhat sarcastically. He should know his own son’s birth-day, shouldn’t he?
His lip lifted slightly in a semblance of a smile or a sneer. “You don’t know? He never told you.” He uttered a weary sigh. “I need a drink. Have a seat. I’ll have the cook brew you some tea.” Without another word, he walked towards the distant kitchen. I followed, eager to uncover the secrets James was keeping from me.
"Wait for me in the solarium. This is not something I wish to discuss in front of my staff," he ex-plained, guiding me towards the sunlit room.