  &quot;Mother!&quot; I rushed to her, supporting her and stopping her from walking.
  &quot;Mother, what are you doing?&quot; Elizabeth asked as she followed along with James and Bethilda. &quot;You shouldn t be out of bed.&quot;
  &quot;Amelia dear, you should be resting right now,&quot; Bethilda added. &quot;Linda, kindly escort her back to her bed.&quot;
  Mother stopped her maids before they could even obey. &quot;I was told that my children were having a quick yet loud conversation with you and their father,&quot; Mother said, pausing in between words. &quot;I ve decided to come here to see what s going on.&quot;
  &quot;Sweetheart, you should go back to bed,&quot; James replied, walking towards her. He knelt in front of her after. &quot;Matters such as this shouldn t bother you right now.&quot;
  &quot;Bethilda,&quot; Mother turned to her sister, taking a deep breath, &quot;As muc

  When I finally arrived by the door of the master bedroom, I took some time to compose myself before walking in. As I entered, Mother was in a bad state, even worse than before. She looked paler than a while ago.
  I tiptoed in but she felt my presence and turned to my direction. &quot;Robert,&quot; she spoke with a faint smile and a weak voice.
  I walked faster and sat beside her as I reached her. &quot;Mother, I m right here. Gonzalo said you called for me.&quot;
  &quot;It took you a long time to get here. Where have you been?&quot; she asked.
  &quot;I was in the stables, taking care of Lady,&quot; I said, holding her hand in mine. Is there something wrong, Mother?&quot;
  She then turned to the maids, &quot;Please give us a moment alone.&quot; The maids curtsied and left the room, carrying their basins of water and cloths.
  &quot;Mother, what s wrong? What s going on?&quot; I ask

  When I arrived, the door was wide open. My guards stood on the other side of the hall. Maids ran in and out of my room, carrying different kinds of cloth. I stepped into the room and everyone was touching my things whilst Bethilda stood in the middle of the room.
  &quot;Leave my room before I send you all to the dungeons!&quot; I shouted, causing everyone to stop. All the maids fell on their knees, their foreheads touched the carpeted floor.
  Bethilda turned to my direction as well. &quot;Robert!&quot; she greeted with arms wide open. &quot;Isn t it beautiful? Your room needs a lot of adjustment, it s too… well, dark,&quot; she walked towards me.
  Looking around the room, it didn t feel mine anymore. The curtains were changed from thick, dark red drapes to thin, light yellow ones. My bed was made into a blue monstrosity from its white predecessor. They were removing all of my red ve

&quot;Mother!&quot; I rushed to her, supporting her and stopping her from walking.
  &quot;Mother, what are you doing?&quot; Elizabeth asked as she followed along with James and Bethilda. &quot;You shouldn t be out of bed.&quot;
  &quot;Amelia dear, you should be resting right now,&quot; Bethilda added. &quot;Linda, kindly escort her back to her bed.&quot;
  Mother stopped her maids before they could even obey. &quot;I was told that my children were having a quick yet loud conversation with you and their father,&quot; Mother said, pausing in between words. &quot;I ve decided to come here to see what s going on.&quot;
  &quot;Sweetheart, you should go back to bed,&quot; James replied, walking towards her. He knelt in front of her after. &quot;Matters such as this shouldn t bother you right now.&quot;
  &quot;Bethilda,&quot; Mother turned to her sister, taking a deep breath, &quot;As much as I appreciate the changes that you re doing for the improvement of my health, I would like fo

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