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Instead you ask:
"What are their names?"
For a second he doesn't respond and you don't think he heard you. You did have a rather soft voice, perhaps you should speak a little louder? He finally looks up just as you consider the thought.
"Parsley, Sage and Rosemary."
You smile again. Such cute names!
"How lovely! They must be angels!"
Mr. Capoe grunts.
"Devil's more like it. What's the name of yours?"
You pause.
"Sir Bartholomew."
His face goes blank and he nods but you can tell something went on in his mind just then.
"Interesting title."
He looks as if he was going to ask another question but then your younger sister, Ismene runs toward your table.
"Remi!"
She pulls you into a hug.
"It's sooo good to see you!"
You're surprised by her sudden pleasantness and so you say nothing.
"Reminisce?" Your older sister, Korea looks surprised to see you. You smile tightly. Korea had blossomed even more into a beautiful rose of a woman compared to the last time you saw her. Judging by her choice of clothing she was very well aware of it too, but she stuck true to her pledge of modesty and wore a long fitting white shift dress that covered all the right places but still screamed sexy. She takes a seat.
"Nissi?" Your oldest brother, Alphonse takes the seat next to you, he was accompanied by a young man, one with long golden blonde hair tied back into a braid. His eyes were a cold grey and he looked as if he could be someone important, like a prince, or a model, or maybe some kind of handsome pirate...?
Alphonse pats your head lovingly as your Father would and for a second you almost feel like you're seven years old again.
Your youngest brother, Casshern claims a seat in between Korea and Ismene.
"You never hesitate to remind us that you're the black sheep of the family."
His remark earns him a quick smack from Korea along with a threatening glare from Ismene.
"Sorry..."
His note makes you self conscious and you notice that apart from you, Mr. Capo and your brother's friend- everyone was wearing white. You let it go.
"I'd have worn black if I had time to change." Korea shoots a look at Ismene, who smiles mischieviously.
"Sorry." She giggles.
"Now that everyone is here... shall we begin?" Mr. Capoe announces. Casshern stares at him wide eyed.
"Has he always been there?"
Ismene looks nervous as well.
"I didn't notice you either."
Sadly this makes you feel a little better.
"Guys." Alphonse gives them a patient look.
They apologize to Mr. Capoe in unison who remains unfazed by their interruption. The reading of the will begins and you zone out for most of the reading, your mind tuning in and out every now and then when you hear a name called.
Korea was given Sun Cathedral, Ismene, Rainbow's Babies (-the confectionary store), Alphonse, Camellia Academy and Casshern, her fashion line(named Nostalgia) and shoe store.
When Mr. Capoe reads your name you're shocked to hear that she left you her clothes and her land in Iceland. He goes on to read that the inheritance had been split into five, one fifth would go to each child. You're surprised she didn't leave you out- actually she was a fair woman, though she often believed your siblings over you and would often make you the witness of her frustration...
Your siblings show no reaction when they hear this, they don't seem surprised when they receive their checks and deeds.
"I got Nostalgia!" Casshern rubs one of the deeds in Korea's face. Nostalgia was the name of your Mother's fashion line. You remember her saying it was dedicated to the child she never saw. You have an idea of what she meant by that but you feel as if there was more to the story. If only you had asked...
"What are those other papers for?" Korea decides to ask as Casshern rubs the paper on her cheek. Mr. Capoe neatens the short stack.
"These are for your Father."
Silence. Everyone looks to stare at the reddening Alphonse. Over the years he had and your Father have had a rocky relationship. Alphonse was your Father's favorite son, heir to his company, Bloom Industries, Alphonse accepted his role at an early age yet somehow your Father saw this as an excuse to interfere in Alphonse's personal life. Telling him who he should associate himself with and whether he could or couldn't date a certain girl. During his teenage years, your brother finally snapped. He pretended to be homosexual, gothic, a drug addict, a raver and even a gigolo albeit this all quieted down after he graduated from high school. He embraced his position without further complaint but he still questioned his Father's judgement and authority.
"He couldn't even come to his own wife's hearing..." as Alphonse say this his left eyebrow twitches.
"What kind of husband does that?!"
Korea reaches out to touch her brother's hand affectionately. He calms and this display triggers a memory in your mind. You brush it off.
"Well... that covers everything... enjoy the rest of your evening." Mr. Capo tucks the papers in his briefcase and you check your watch.
10: 43 AM. This is a result of everyone arriving early- you think.
You both rise up from the table. Eyes meeting. You look away quickly.
"Leaving already Remi?"
"You didn't even eat!"
They actually wanted you to stay?
"I already had breakfast, thank you... excuse me...."
You leave.
