Deanna Farmer glanced around the Abbey. Suddenly, she realized that Abbess Belinda had asked her something. "I'm sorry, what?" she asked, slightly embarrassed.
"I don't really have any other choices," Deanna replied. "I can't go home and am unable to find work due to my... extenuating... circumstances."
Belinda patted Deanna's shoulder. "We do not judge here. But, are you sure you want to be only a servant. Your sister is learning the path to enlightenment, perhaps you would like to join her in her quest?"
Deanna shook her head. "I appreciate the offer, but no. I'm afraid I don't believe in much of anything these days," she said sadly.
Deanna glanced up. "I don't need help. I'm fine."
Farrah shrugged. "I know you are," she said simply.
"Shouldn't you be reading about your precious Orb? You shouldn't be wasting time scrubbing the floor!"
Farrah frowned at her prickly sister. "I just thought I would help."
"Well don't!" Deanna said snidely.
"Fine! I'll go!" Farrah said angrily.
"No! Don't!" Deanna said quickly.
Farrah threw her arms up in the air. "Whyever not?"
As Deanna stared at the two emerald green eyes staring up at her, she sadly thought she must be cursed! Two baby boys to remind me of their father.
But, she missed her dad! Her Aunt Farrah said that she'd sent Camelot a note about the twins birth.
"Perhaps he'll come visit," Farrah had said.
"Why wouldn't he come them?" Fatima had wondered as she waited by the windows, hoping to see him.
Camelot hugged his niece tightly, wincing when she called him 'daddy.' It broke his heart to lose her. "Will you show me to your brothers?" he asked.
Camelot had thought he would be immune to Deanna, but still felt the pang of rejection and heartache when he saw her. He had offered this woman his heart and his hand in marriage and she had spurned him for the memory of his brother's love.
Knowing that things couldn't remain the way they were, he'd told her that he'd decided to marry. He could marry her or he could marry another. She had stepped aside so that he could marry another, even though his child... children... were growing in her belly.
"What are you doing here?" she demanded.
"Visiting my sons. Thank you for letting me know of their birth," he said with faux politeness. In fact, her sister had been the one to send him the message about the birth of Guy and Hugh Farmer. How it galled him to have his boys bear her last name.
Deanna shrugged, "I didn't think you'd care."
"Not care!" he demanded angrily. "You are the one that left me! Not the other way around, Deanna!"
Deanna scowled, "You tried to force me to bend..."
"I'm sorry you saw that," he said as he hugged Fatima.
"You know that I'm not your daddy," he gently chided. "My brother, Bradshaw, is your father. I only pretended to be your father to protect you and your mother."
"I wish you were my real Daddy," she said tearfully.
"I do, too, Fatima. I miss you so much!"
"Why can't we come back? I won't call you Daddy if you don't want me to!" she said, desperate to find a way for everything to go back to the way it was before the night her real father had come over and ruined it all.
She was killing him, Camelot thought. "I can't. I'm married now. I can't bring you home."
Fatima turned from the only father she had ever known and ran.
Orb's Year 934
Abbess Abigail frowned. "This is most unseemly," she began.
Angus smiled, attempting to charm the old battle-ax, but she continued frowning at him. "Don't worry, we're old friends. I just wanted to congratulate her on the birth of her baby boys."
Still suspicious, Abigail gave him the directions to the nursery.
Deanna laughed, "Oh, my Lord, I am not interested in Enlightenment! I am merely around to clean and cook."
Angus leaned closer, "Well, that is fantastic news!" he said. "I despaired when I thought I would never have a chance to kiss those sweet lips!"
A short while later they snuck away to the supply closet where no one would find them.
Orb's Year 935
"To my room," Fatima sulked.
"But you didn't have any cake!"
"I don't want any! Leave me alone!" she cried as she hurried away.
Farrah watched the interaction sadly. "Just give her time," she counseled her sister.
"There's no need to attack me," Farrah said. "I'm on your side!"
Deanna didn't need anyone offering her advice about her children! "Well, nobody asked you. Go stick your nose in those books you love so much!" she said before turning and striding down the hall.
Farrah sighed as she watched her sister go.
Orb's Year 936
"Hurry, Hugh. Go get your pajamas on!"
Abbess Belinda smiled and announced, "Well, let's introduce you to the ladies!"
"You'll love it here!" Abbess Farrah was telling her. "Won't she Abbess Abigail?"
Rest in Peace, Abbess Abigail Abbey, Orb's Year 881-936
***Fatima had been elated when Henry followed her home shortly after his party. They went up to the mezzanine of the Celestium to talk in private.
Fatima shrugged. "You were busy."
Henry reared back with surprise. "Really?" Smiling, he pointed his finger at her and announced, "You like me!"
Fatima blushed. "Oh shut up, Henry! I just meant.. well.. everyone I love leaves me..." she said, appalled that she felt like crying. Jerkily, she jumped up and was prepared to run to her room.