Chapter 74: Chapter 65

Peter

 

Saturday came faster than Peter would have liked, and with Saturday came the big rehearsal for the wedding in the ballroom of the castle. It was agreed on the exact procedures where everyone had to stand, and how Babette should get into the ballroom, together with her stepmother.

Peter yawned bored.

Also, for the celebration of the wedding, all details were discussed again. He barely listened. None of this interested him. Peter had made up his mind. He just didn't know if he made the right choice.

His mother looked at him reproachfully. His inattention had not gone unnoticed. "Peter!", she hissed softly. "It's about your and Babette's big day! Stop dreaming!"

"Mother, of course!", he murmured with a roll in his eyes. Babette's big day.

Babette seemed particularly enthusiastic and lively today. It was clear that she was looking forward to the upcoming wedding. Her parents also seemed extraordinarily happy.

After everything was discussed, they sat down together in the fireplace room to enjoy coffee and cake. When Peter remembered the terrible cake and wine escapade, he lost his appetite.

"The painting is wonderful!", announced Babette. "Unfortunately we couldn't bring it with us. Nevertheless, I hope to be able to show you soon." She smiled at the queen.

Agathe nodded delightedly. "I heard a lot of good things about the painter. Well, I will be able to admire his skills myself soon."

Babette's stepmother poked around in her cake. She looked a little green in the face.

"Is everything alright?", asked Peter worriedly.

She nodded. "Yes. It's all fine..."

"Sure?" Babette frowned. "You don't seem to be doing well lately."

Her parents exchanged smiling looks.

"Well... We wanted to wait a little longer", her father said. "But now is a good time too" He smiled at his wife.

"For what?" Babette seemed irritated while the queen clapped her hands with glee. Peter had a hunch as to what it was all about.

"You're getting a brother, or a sister!", announced Babette's stepmother with a blissful smile. "Isn't that wonderful?"

"Oh." Babette didn't seem like she thought about it as wonderful.

Peter grinned. Did Babette not want siblings? "Congratulations!", he turned to her parents.

His mother jumped up and hugged her friends. "This is wonderful news! I am happy for you. How long have you been married? Two years?"

Babette's stepmother nodded. "We're terribly excited. Of course, the child will not become a witch or a magician, like our Babette, but still!"

The queen nodded. Her face revealed that she found this quite regrettable. Peter rolled his eyes.

"Well, that's very good news." Friedrich looked at Babette. "Isn't it, my dear? And your parents won't be lonely when you move in with Peter."

"Terrific", Babette murmured.

"Oh. And who knows, maybe your kids will be able to play with your sibling?" Friedrich winked at her laughing.

Babette's parents laughed too. "It's going to be wonderful!", her stepmother announced. "I've always wanted a big family! With lots of kids!"

The baron looked at his wife lovingly.

Peter felt sorry for Babette. She looked anything but satisfied with the new developments. On the other hand, he was not satisfied either. Of course, this had nothing to do with Babette's siblings. He didn't care. But he had the plan to improve his situation. A grandiose plan. More than just a silent protest.

Even if that meant making sacrifices.

But he didn't want to live his life unhappily.

"We already have a name!", said the Baron. "If it's a boy, he will be named Gerhard. And if it's going to be a girl, it's Gundula."

"Those were my grandparents' names", his wife explained. "I think that would be a wonderful fit, wouldn't it? Gustav, Leonora, Babette and Gundula or Gerhard von Steinhof! The perfect names!" Leonora was the name of Babette's stepmother. And Gustav the name of her father.

"A family tradition!", agreed the Baron. "After all, that's how my late wife and I chose Babette's name!"

Peter knew that Babette had been named after the great-grandmother of her biological mother, she had once told him. She was proud to bear her great-grandmother's name.

 

Julia

 

Her mother had written her a letter. In the meantime, she had read it three times. The queen was anything but pleased with Julia's academic achievements and the latest rumor that she was in a relationship with one of her servants. Her mother was expecting an explanation. Julia stared at the paper, which was ready on her desk. What should she write to her mother?

And something else worried her. "It's okay if you have some fun, but a relationship would be a scandal", her mother had written. Fun. Julia didn't just want to have fun.

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There was a knock at her door.

"Yes?", she answered.

"Is everything alright?" Leopold came into her room and looked at the letter lying on her desk. "I heard you sigh."

"No. Mom knows about our relationship."

"And that's bad?"

"She wrote that it's okay if I just have fun! As if you were an item that I can just use as I please. But a relationship is out of the question!"

"Well. In the eyes of the Queen, we bound servants are nothing more than possessions. Most people see it that way... I'm not surprised." Leopold sounded bitter.

"But I don't see you as an object!"

"And that means a lot to me!" He smiled. "So? How can I cheer you up?"

Julia got up from her desk and hugged him. "You could read something to me?"

"That sounds like a good idea. What do you want to hear?"

"Anything!"

"Then I'm looking for a nice encyclopedia!" Leopold tried to go to her door laughing, but Julia held him tight. "No! No encyclopedia! A novel!" she protested.

"You said 'anything'!" He tried to push her away from him. "You can't take that back!"

"Yes! I can!" Julia clung to him even tighter, so he pulled her with him to the door and then into the living room to the large bookshelf.

"How about the big medical encyclopedia?" he suggested. "That's certainly very interesting!"

"No!" Julia laughed.

"You don’t like that? Here is also a dictionary! How romantic!", the elf continued to tease her.

"No! Not a dictionary either!"

"A cookbook?"

"No, no, no!" Julia shook her head. "A novel!"

"Mathematical formulas?"

„Leo!“

"What? I'm just trying to find a decent book for us!"

 

Marko

 

"What’s that noise? Are they arguing?" Marko was sitting on his bed. Leopold's and Julia's voices could be heard from the living room.

"I don't think so", Finn objected. He had his head in Marko's lap, looked at him with wide eyes, and smiled. "Sounds more like they're having fun."

Marko wanted to kiss him. Urgently! Right away. "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Should we take a look at what they're doing?"

Marko shook his head. "The two of them can occupy themselves without us."

"Oh? Yes? And what are we going to do?" Finn sat up. "I wanted to finish knitting the sweater... Or do you want to go outside?" He pointed to their window. "The sun is shining."

Golden light came through the small window and made Finn's hair shimmer golden as well. His ears twitched excitedly. Marko gently pulled him onto his lap and kissed his neck. "I'd rather stay here."

Finn put his arms around him and tried to escape the kisses at the same time. "That tickles!"

"Are you ticklish Finn?" Marko did not let him escape and continued to kiss him laughing.

"Yes! Marko!"

Marko buried his face in Finn's shoulder. "What do you think of a lazy afternoon?"

"Hm." Finn clung to Marko's sweater. "That sounds good."

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