As she walked down the winding mahogany stairs towards the great hall she overheard her uncle in his office talking with someone. A bit puzzled as to why her uncle was yelling at this person she carefully tip-toed towards the door. Placing a hand on the wall she tried not to make a sound as she moved her head to the crack between the door and the jam. She saw a figure sitting down in the big leather chair across from her uncle's desk. Her uncle, Cain, was pacing back and forth as he reviewed what appeared to be a newspaper in his hands.
"How could this have happened?" Cain said with a puzzled look on his face as he stared at the newspaper.
"Someone from the inner circle must have leaked it out." The unseen man in the chair replied "I will talk to Master Jacob and see what he knows."
"Good!" Cain said as he threw the newspaper in the trash bin next to the chair."This better not fucking happen again, if it does I will call the counsel and cut everything off."
Cain took an aged bottle of brandy from his liquor cabinet and started pouring himself and his companion a glass.
"Mistress!" Myra said trying not to alert her Master, Cain."I think it best you come with me before your Uncle finds out you were there."
She pulled Kara away from the door trying not to make a sound, hoping that he would not find out what she had heard. Now she knew by Myra's scared face that she wasn't supposed to be lurking around hearing his conversations.
"Please, Mistress." Myra said still visibly shaken up. "You shouldn't ease drop on your uncle's conversations."
"Why?" Kara said thinking she heard nothing incriminating.
"Your uncle has a lot of 'high class' associates he works with." Myra said as she fixed the ruffles in her outfit. "A lot of what they do is..."
"Is?" Kara said puzzled.
"Well," Myra paused to put it in a better understanding for her. "Well, it's secret business."
"Oh!" Kara said showing excitement "I absolutely love secrets!"
"Not these secrets, Mistress." Myra said as she started walking towards the kitchen. "These secrets could get you hurt. That's why it's best you stay away from your uncle's office."
As Myra left Kara's sight she wondered why it was so bad to have heard her uncle. It didn't seem like anything secret or harmful. Little did she know what was conspiring in that office and the toll it would take on her life.
Just as she was about to sit down on the ornate mahogany lounge sofa that perfectly matched the beautiful mahogany wood floors her uncle, Cain appeared from his office with his associate.
"I will call you later, Sir." The tall, handsome man said to Cain.
"Don't bother calling unless this matter is resolved, David." Cain said as his associate bowed out and left his sight.
Kara walked slowly towards her uncle, she wondered if he knew she was by the door. Hoping not to make it too obvious she wondered if she should ask about their encounter. Cain saw the look on her face and before she could even mutter a word he answered her questions.