The Cathak Residence,
The Imperial City
I hurry out of my room and down the corridor, and accidentally crash into the very person I don't want to see this morning. Sheets of paper rain down around us as we stare at each other.
Finally, one of us breaks the silence. "Do you have any idea what those documents are?" he growls.
I don't want to fight him. I bow my head. "I'm sorry, Uncle - "
"If one of those pages gets ruined, I'm going to have to re-inventory all of the artifacts assigned to my unit."
There is nothing for me to say. I keep my eyes on the floor.
"Well?? PICK THEM UP!!!"
I try to ignore the fact that he had just ordered me like a common servant. I gather the sheets together as fast as I can. I really need to spend some time away from him.
What's he doing in this wing of the mansion, anyway? His room isn't located here, and neither is grandfather's office.
I avoid looking at him as I hand him the documents. He snatches them from me.
"Watch where you're going next time."
I bow to him, niece to uncle, hoping my gesture would dampen any further tension between us.
He stalks off, and I continue hurrying down the corridor.
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