Andri sighed. He felt guilty about his mother's malaise. It's probably because she was too worried yesterday.
- And what haven't you shared with Vlada? - He asked.
- Oh, come on! - Lisa immediately felt it. - Last night, she was acting like an adult and trying to raise me! She doesn't understand anything at all! And if we left, it was because of her! She kept telling her mother she was scared here. A coward!
Andri thought that for a woman, in general, there is no shame in being afraid... But internally he agreed with Lisa. If Vlad hadn't supported his mother, you wouldn't have to leave town...
- Okay," he said. - Let's check the office. Only quickly...
Lisa nodded gladly and rushed to the kitchen. A few minutes later, Antonia's outraged cries and Martha's ogre were heard from there. Andrew did not wait until he found out what was going on, and quickly rushed to the office.
The heavy door sank silently inside when he pushed her with two palms.
The main thing is not to think about what kind of nonsense he creates...
Andrew came to the table and saw with sorrow that he was completely clean. He had to take turns opening all the drawers. But there were only neat stacks of working documents, printed on a typewriter or written in even beautiful handwriting.
And no notes, drafts, or other papers that could give out my father's plans.
Andrew moved the drawers back in a sorrowful way and in the hope of dodging the office with a gaze of tenacious glance - suddenly something would come up.
But no...
The room looked as if a strict auditor, responsible for the perfect order, could come here at any time.
I had to leave.
- Well?! - Lisa asked impatiently as soon as they were back together, this time in Andri's room.
- Nothing... - He sighed and saw a deep disappointment in his sister's eyes. - Everything had changed there. As if it wasn't Dad's office... Clean, empty, nothing interesting. Even those beautiful boxes were not left on the shelves.
Lisa turned her back. Her battle fuse was gone, she was standing by her father's locked window and looked very small in her neat girl's dress, white stockings, and a pair of pigtails framing her skinny neck.
- Andrik, what do we do?
- Let's ask Dad directly," he suggested, "without seeing any other way out. - Let's ask where he wants to send us, what kind of road, for a long time. Maybe it's just for a week," he decided to comfort his sister, anticipating that if he stayed here, he would be alone, without her.
Lisa nodded without feeling false in his voice.
- Okay. Let's ask. When do you think he will come?
- I don't know... Or maybe - Andri thought quickly - maybe it's better to ask his mother? And we won't have to wait.
- Mom doesn't know," Lisa said sadly. - Vladka told me yesterday.
- So, maybe they decided overnight? - Andri did not give up.
But Lisa shook her head.
- Dad didn't sleepover... He left late at night.
That's how it is!
- And you didn't tell me... And nobody said.
- I'm sorry... - Lisa looked out the window with sadness. There was a cloudy but nice warm day outside.
And it was still so far from the evening.
- Shall we play something? - suggested Andri.
- Lets... What about what?
- Well... - He thought for a moment and immediately found a great idea: "Remember when we started to draw a map of a fairy tale country? - In those days, six months ago, the younger children of Goranov were friendly with chickenpox, and they were not allowed to go outside either...
- I remember! - Lisa was happy to jump off the floor. - There's still a lot to think about!
- Yeah, - Andri smiled when he saw the joy in his sister's eyes. - And today it's your turn to start!
They didn't let Alexander say goodbye to his father's body.
They didn't even let us get together.
All night and all day he sat alone - or the prisoner of his own palace, or the diamond in the treasury ... The door to his quarters was locked from the outside and guarded by at least four guardsmen. Alcus heard their voices through carved casements decorated with elements of the family crest.
On the night he was brought back here after his father's death, Alcus thought he would stay awake until morning. But as soon as he was alone, he lay down on a wide bedside and fell asleep instantly.
In the morning, no one woke him up. Alcus woke up from the desire to use the restroom and discovered that the sun was already very high, and he was locked up again. There was still a food tray on the candy table, which was probably a new one.
Alcus wanted to eat, strange as it may seem.
Continuation in the next part of 22.