Sample Sunday ~ December 2, 2012

Sample Sunday piece from The Red Cross of Gold XXIX:. The Perfect Sun, 29th installment of the Assassin Chronicles Templar Fantasy.

 “I can’t do it,” Mark Andrew said as the looked at himself in the gilt mirror above the dressing table.

“Yes you can,” he argued with himself.

“What will happen to me?” he asked.

“We will work that out… somehow,” he answered himself.

“What about Lily? What if the Clanahans return? They won’t be as cordial as before.”

“We can think of something. There must be a way to solve this. Sophia cannot stay in the barn. We have to think of the baby.”

“The baby! Why? Why did you have to do that?”

“It was in the stars.”

“What do you know of stars?”

“I know a great deal. My father taught me.”

“I’m your father!” Mark slammed one fist on the table in frustration. He had awakened the sleeping one in his head to consult with him about Sophia and the predicament he was in because of her.

“Not completely. You are only part of my father. You are not the contiguous father.”

“That’s absurd. I am Mark Ramsay.”

“And so am I and so is he.”

“I can’t stand this. I didn’t ask for this to happen.”

“You think I did? Perhaps we are both victims of the same fate, but whatever the case may be, you cannot abandon Sophia. Allow me to take her away from here.”

“And just where would you take her?” Mark raised both eyebrows at his reflection in the mirror.

“I don’t know, but I have to try to find a way back home. You can come back here, once we find out where ‘here’ is,” he answered himself.

“Now how can we do that? I see two minds here… at odds… and one body. Not a good circumstance under any condition.”

“I would request this, at least: You allow me to remain alert. Perhaps I can learn something about this place which may escape you. Give me a bit of time, and I promise not to trouble you.”

“That sounds reasonable,” Mark frowned. “You promise not to make trouble for me? Not to intervene? I understand this era… you don’t.”

“I promise… except for one thing,” his reflection answered him and then paused.

“What?” He looked at himself from under his brows.

“I do not want to be unfaithful to Sophia. I must insist you stay out of Madame Lily’s bedroom.”

“Fur cryin’ out loud!” Mark stood up, but then could not see himself. He sat down again quickly and closed his eyes. “I have not been in Lily’s bed for your information! If it is any of your business, I have agreed to marry her so you and your brother can be legitimate. She is concerned for your reputation.”

“My reputation?” His image looked confused. “I’m sorry, Father. I didn’t mean to offend you… or scandalize mother.”

“Mother,” Mark looked down at his hands. How in hell had he gotten into this mess? “Your mother. What do you think of her?”

“She is lovely. I would have liked to have known her.” His reflection smiled sadly.

“Stop it.” Mark growled. He had to control his temper. Guilt trip. He’d not had a good guilt trip since he’d spent time with Meredith. “Oll roight then. I’ll stay prim and proper, and ye’ll stay out o’ me way. Agreed?”

“Agreed,” the reflection’s face lit up. “And one more thing. You must not sleep in Sophia’s bed either.”

“Agreed,” Mark sighed.

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The Perfect Sun

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