sponsa-eius:

⊰♚ ⊱—; The once pristine white of the carpet is now stained with an awful blotch of red. Who knew that there was a bottle of wine there? Why wasn’t it in the cellar? Unless… It was on display as best. 

Oh. 

Oh no. “Perhaps… She won’t? Maybe if I put a rug over it and refil the bottle?”

_{“That won’t do, Lizzy… First, ask Paula to clean the carpet without being seen.”}

_{This wine, it was their father’s favourite. Surely he would notice if they just threw some juice on the bottle instead. Oh, everyone who even tried to drink it, they would notice. Edward didn’t know when, and didn’t know how, but he could feel the danger.}

_{“We’ll have to make an identical wine or try to buy one equal.”}