From Eden - Regulus Black (Complete)

Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen -

LAST CHAPTER OF THE SEASON! I HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT. IT'S NOT VERY LONG AND IT'S NOT ALL THAT HEAVY.

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Dearest Mister Black,

I have read your 'urgent' letter with the upmost respect for your care of my niece, Elizabeth Fawley. However, I cannot accept to receive a pregnant woman running away from her husband; I have two unwed daughters that certainly would have their reputations ruined for forever, as I'm sure you are aware. My daughters are young and Miss Elizabeth is already past nineteen years of age, she should stay and work on her relationship, no matter the political intrigues inside the relationship, for after all a woman should not speak of politics with her husband.

Unless you find a way of keeping her married and honoured, I cannot jeopardize my own children's safety and future for a woman I saw once in my life when she was but a child, but that is now about to have a child herself. If you understand what I mean by my polite request, then do make sure you follow the correct orders of things and make this child be born inside a new wedlock. Or make her a wonderful widow, young enough to marry again.

With all my regards,

Emre

"That horrid man!" Mia said, shocked, sitting on Elizabeth's beside. "There's not a single drop of compassion inside that man, I should've known."

Anne looked up from the letter Regulus was holding since she was standing behind him to read it over his shoulder.

"Did you meet him before?" she asked, surprised.

"Not in person, but my late brother did and he had not a kind word to say about that man," Mia said. "He was rude and short."

"My cousins are wonderful people, but my Uncle Emre is... conservative," Elizabeth said, searching for the word and settling at it. "He's very concerned in marrying them off well. The oldest one, Defne, is barely fourteen yet, and then there's Cemile, who's twelve, and little Oya, who's just turned nine. I can't blame him."

"Is there another way we can approach this, Mia? Besides going into the next Death Eater meeting and killing the bastard straight away?" Regulus said, bitterly. "We need to get her out of the country so she be safe."

"I'm safe here," Elizabeth said. "I'm... I can pay and work around, earn my keep, Mistress Potter, really, I can," her hands had started shaking. "I will not bother anyone at all, I'll stay inside my bedroom."

Anne resisted her wish to roll her eyes.

"You can't, Elizabeth. You're pregnant and, if you want this child to be safe, you'll need some freedom or some extent of it," Anne said. "The Manor is safe for now, of course, and I would rather keep you close for the first trimester, but you'll need fresh air and walks and sun! We can't keep you locked up here."

"We have a garden," Mia said.

"It's certainly not enough, Mia," Anne said. "The Orders meetings are here and, even if we keep them out of her way, she can't have the stress and the tension the meetings bring just by happening. Besides, they can't know Regulus' involvement in this; I have been so bloody careful to keep him away, and her presence might just... expose this."

"I won't say anything," Elizabeth said.

"He's are very good Legimens, Dumbledore, I mean," Anne said. "Even when you're silent, he might be able to know."