Gary slumped onto the bed with a grunt. Why did Henry always get all the attention? He wasn’t even that good a cook. In fact, he wasn’t even fully trained because his stupid master died too early. But even though he was just an apprentice the family still agreed to hire him, the lucky bastard. And now Laura was favouring him. And why? Gary had been there longer. Was he not dependable? Was he not always ready to do her bidding? And had he ever complained even when she gave him undesirable tasks? It was unfair, so very unfair! He pulled his hair. If only he has a picture of Henry to rip apart. If only he could rip Henry apart without consequences.
The door to his room slammed open and he jumped. The doorway was filled by a furie, he even thought he heard sparks crackling in the air.
‘Gary!’ said Aurelia.
‘Ladyship,’ Gary went down on one knee.
‘I hear you’ve seen something.’
‘Seen something, your ladyship?’ Gary looked at the hem of her dress with wrinkled brow.
Aurelia looked behind her and his room seemed to lighten slightly. Then she stepped inside and closed the door.
‘At lunch,’ she said, ‘did something happen? Something out of the ordinary?’
He could feel her eyes scorching the top of his head, but suddenly it was not entirely unpleasant. The only question was how to tell Aurelia about the terrible thing he had witnessed. And he would have to suppress the smile until she was gone.