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wavering.
    “It was a hundred
and forty seven years ago next month actually” Margaret interjected
pointedly, turning to face me expectantly “Well? Doesn’t that mean
anything to you?” She demanded.
    “You’re telling
the story my dear” I replied without any rancour “The more you can
tell me the more I’ll know” I told them both.
    “That’s all very
well I’m sure” Peter was getting huffy “But, personally, I’m a
little bit concerned about betraying my family, you know, working
with the enemy, sort of” He said worriedly.
    “That’s bothering
me too Robert, if that’s who you are?” Young Margaret agreed, still
clutching her little black ray gun. I turned to Zoran, who stood
discreetly out of hearing range. He came over
    “Yes Lord Robert”
He asked, looking meaningfully at the other two as he spoke, he was
certainly in no doubt as to who I was.
    “How long will it
take to assemble all the off duty and non-essential staff here for
me to talk to?” I asked the smiling old man.
    “Perhaps if you
and our honoured guests were to retire to your quarters Lord
Robert, I could have the assemblage waiting in ten to fifteen
minutes.” He replied dutifully.
    “Please do” I told
Zoran, rising, with my two siblings, and heading off up the stairs
to my apartment and Miss Susan Proust. This should be interesting,
I thought.
    “For a woman of
such humble birth as I to be in the presence of not only Lord
Robert, but two of his Divine Brethren. It is an honour for which I
would gladly die a hundred times” Susan bowed deeply, as her words
flowed effusively.
    “How did you come
to be with Lord Robert?” Lady Margaret inquired, openly admiring
the Centropolis woman’s stunning face and figure. Susan had
expected only me and was dressed, well, pretty much undressed for
the occasion, in just a flimsy black lace outfit. Susan told her of
how she had been there, as the personal assistant of the Governor
of Centropolis, and that I’d invited her.
    “Do you know how
Lord Robert got to be in such a place?” Peter asked, apparently
impervious to Susan’s well exposed charms.
    “Such things are
not for me to know” Susan was clearly shocked that she should even
be asked.
    “I think you’ll
get some answers soon Peter” I told him smiling “My intuition tells
me that you’ll both find my upcoming address very interesting. And
not only because it will prove that I am who I am either” I added
mysteriously. With perfect timing, Zoran tapped lightly on the
apartment door.
    “Your household
staff are assembled Lord Robert” He called softly through the
slightly opened door. Suzan shot off to the bedroom like a
frightened rabbit, at the sound of his voice, while the three of us
walked out to the landing. There were nearly thirty young men and
women, all in their early or mid twenties and, of course, Zoran,
who stood on the middle landing to my right.
    “All of you are
the Sons and Daughters of those who’ve served the House of Red
since my birth” I began “Because of my absence, many of you younger
folks have never seen me before. Yet you, Rachael” I pointed to one
of the bathing beauties “Your Father told you of when I, as a
child, lost my mother” My auto voice spoke “His older Sister was
asked, by the Supreme One in person, to be my acting Mother” I told
the pleased looking girl.
    “I remember that”
Peter smiled; now swinging right back to believing me.
    “Jarrat, your
parents met in the kitchens here, exactly thirty years ago today
right?” I told a young man, who was visibly impressed and confirmed
my words. I looked over at Zoran
    “You have been
ever there, as no Father could have dear Zoran, always in support,
even when you knew that what I was doing was very wrong” I told
him.
    “It is not for me
to know such things Lord Robert” The old man protested “Whatever
you do is right, I have no right to judge you Sire” Zoran believed
what he was saying.
    “Yes, you do