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Edward was bent over his work bench, painstakingly embedding sapphires and diamonds into a pendant that had been commissioned by Sir William Cecil for a favored woman, perhaps even his wife. Rumor had it that Sir William was to be appointed Secretary of State, and Edward assumed that the pendant was a celebration of that appointment. The pendant was shaped like a dolphin, the eyes diamond, the body Ceylon sapphires. No expense was to be spared, and Edward wanted the piece to be a master piece.
He heard the door to his shop open as he was working and firm foot falls approached him. As he crimped the gold prongs that held the sapphire in place Edward muttered, "A moment if you please, sir."
A familiar voice said, "Of course Master Woodward."
As he finished Edward placed the voice, it belonged to the man that delivered the post. Placing his tools carefully into their respective slots, for everything had its place, and in its place it should be placed, he looked up with a wan smile, "Hello Ethan."
The younger man stepped up and placed a letter on the bench the backed away, "Good day sir."
He looked at the letter a moment, pondering it before picking it up and mechanically opening it with sure movements.
Dear Sir;
It is with great regret we inform you that your niece Isabel has reached the age which she must decide whether to continue with her education and tutelage in serving Our Lord Jesus Christ as a nun, or return to her family.
She has stated that she feels no Calling and wishes to rejoin her family.
As her last surviving kin, it is to you that she shall return. Do expect her on the First of September.
In Grace
Abbot Hensley
Edward placed the letter down and stared at it a moment. "What in heaven's name shall I do with a woman in the house?" he muttered to himself.
Glancing at the calendar he noticed that it noticed that it was the First of September already! Glancing at the letter, it had been delayed in its arrival by nearly a week.
His blue eyes, much the same color as the sapphires he was working on, flicked from the letter to the calendar to the door to the pendant. Sighing, there was nothing to do just yet but work, Edward bent his head to the task, finishing the piece.
Edward was bent over his work bench, painstakingly embedding sapphires and diamonds into a pendant that had been commissioned by Sir William Cecil for a favored woman, perhaps even his wife. Rumor had it that Sir William was to be appointed Secretary of State, and Edward assumed that the pendant was a celebration of that appointment. The pendant was shaped like a dolphin, the eyes diamond, the body Ceylon sapphires. No expense was to be spared, and Edward wanted the piece to be a master piece.
He heard the door to his shop open as he was working and firm foot falls approached him. As he crimped the gold prongs that held the sapphire in place Edward muttered, "A moment if you please, sir."
A familiar voice said, "Of course Master Woodward."
As he finished Edward placed the voice, it belonged to the man that delivered the post. Placing his tools carefully into their respective slots, for everything had its place, and in its place it should be placed, he looked up with a wan smile, "Hello Ethan."
The younger man stepped up and placed a letter on the bench the backed away, "Good day sir."
He looked at the letter a moment, pondering it before picking it up and mechanically opening it with sure movements.
Dear Sir;
It is with great regret we inform you that your niece Isabel has reached the age which she must decide whether to continue with her education and tutelage in serving Our Lord Jesus Christ as a nun, or return to her family.
She has stated that she feels no Calling and wishes to rejoin her family.
As her last surviving kin, it is to you that she shall return. Do expect her on the First of September.
In Grace
Abbot Hensley
Edward placed the letter down and stared at it a moment. "What in heaven's name shall I do with a woman in the house?" he muttered to himself.
Glancing at the calendar he noticed that it noticed that it was the First of September already! Glancing at the letter, it had been delayed in its arrival by nearly a week.
His blue eyes, much the same color as the sapphires he was working on, flicked from the letter to the calendar to the door to the pendant. Sighing, there was nothing to do just yet but work, Edward bent his head to the task, finishing the piece.