10

Jewels

Elinor’s eyes were busy scanning the hand-crafted jewelry that Colin had laid on his study table earlier when she heard him grunt as if he was in pain or had some personal business to attend to. She tore her eyes away from the jewelry and shot him a stare.

“Are you alright?” she asked when Colin stood up from sitting at the edge of his bed looking unwell. His ears, she noticed, became blushed. He started clearing his throat, facing his back to her, avoiding her stare.

“Yes, I—uh I will go get you anything, drinks? tea?” He said while still facing his back to her.

Elinor’s forehead creased with confusion, but then she nodded her head and said, “A tea would be fine.”

Colin rushed outside, he vanished so fast that it made her think he could not wait to get out of there.

He seemed fine just minutes ago when he lay open the velvet boxes of the jewelry to show her. Maybe Elinor was so preoccupied that she missed something that could be the reason why Colin is suddenly acting like tha