Bag of Coins

"Apoligize."

Miya was now in the ballroom with Mr. Walter and Mrs. Diane.

Miys bowed her head respectfully, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Diane for-"

"No. Diane, apologize."

Mrs. Diane stayed quiet, refusing to apoligize.

Mr. Walter's calloused hand slapped Mrs. Diane across the face.

"Apoligize."

Mrs. Diane breathed in sharply, " I'm sorry, Miya, for locking you in the boathouse. Again."

It had never occurred to Miya that Mr. Walter disliked when she was locked in the boathouse, but she had never known that Mr. Walter was abusive either.

Miya stayed quite, fear overwhelming her.

"Now, shall we inspect her bedroom?" Mr. Walter asked.

Mrs. Diane's eyes grew as wide as dinner plates.

"Y-yes. Ofcourse, sweetheart."

Miya was confused. Her own room? She didn't have a room. She stayed with the maids.

"Why don't you lead the way, Walter? It's the fifth room to the right on the second floor."

Mr. Walter looked at his wife warily, but began to walk up the stairs anyways.

First floor. Second floor. First room. Second room.

Mrs. Diane grabbed Miya's arm tightly and shoved her into the second room.

"Take these and leave now! Please Miya, I'm begging you!"

Mrs. Diane shoved a heavy bag of coins into Miya's hands.

Miya stared at her new belongings. Never before had she held so much gold and silver!

"W-why, Mrs. Diane?"

Mrs. Diane started to cry silently, "Mr. Walter would be enraged if he figures out you stay with the maids."

Miya was dumbfounded. She had no idea that Mr. Walter wasn't aware of how she was treated at the mansion.

Miya looked at Mrs. Diane straight in the eye, she had never been able to do that either. "Come with me?"

Mrs. Diane gasped softly, and started crying for a whole other reason.

Mrs. Diane kissed her on top of her black curls, "Soon, if I'm lucky."

Mrs.Diane wiped away her tears and left the room silently.

Miya clenched her fists in determination. She understood what Mrs. Diane wanted, no, needed her to do.

Miya scooped up Trix gingerly, and headed for the Stables.