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Sunday Snippet November 22, 2015

 

Continuing with Onyx Sun.  Taliya’s father has told her to go to Ivo Cheyne (her grandmother’s attorney) when she was ready to take over as head of Swann House.

Picking up from last week.
(Taliya’s last line was:
“When I’m ready?”  She tilted her head at him and smiled slowly. “You know me too well.)

 

He smiled.  “I know how free I felt when I was out from under your mother’s thumb.  I’m pretty sure you feel the same way, the same sense of freedom.”

She looked at him, startled.  “Freedom?” She turned the word over in her mind.  She had lost the two people who had mattered most in her life, and he was talking about freedom?  But as she thought about it, it felt right.  She was free.  Free to come and go as she chose, to do whatever she wished.   “What if I am never ready?”

“Then when Maureena dies sell it all,” he said with a shrug.

“But what about you?”

“What about me?  I’m happy.  I have more than enough to live on – I was awarded a very comfortable alimony and my needs are few and simple.”  He hesitated.  “I know you’re going to object, and I know that it can’t make up for all the years of your life that I’ve missed, but I’ve set a sizeable portion away for you.”

“Dad, no.”

He laughed.  “I told you I knew you’d object.  Ivo Cheyne has the details of it, but if you need it to get your ship, use it.  If not, you’ll just inherit it later when you can’t tell me no.”

She shook her head, bemused, touched, and suddenly terrified of losing him. 

“Come on,” he said, rising.  “Let’s get your things from the HoverWing and get you settled into your room.”

“My room?”

“I’ve always kept a room here for you.”

 

 

 

 

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