Why do l suffer so much from this thing l cannot name? Am l ment to be like Hamlet in the way in which l never know when to
act. Do l not deserve redemption, could the prayers l offer to God not be enough for me to receive his grace is this thing that is inside me my damnation from the sins of my forefathers like Hamlet am l being tempted? Said Fyodor looking at the woman
dressed in a black dress with white strips on it who had just entered his room in the middle of his ramblings.
Young lord where is your manners she inquired. l do not think the lady of the house would be amused to hear this is how you begin your morning.
My apologies the young man said getting out of his bed let us start over good morning Cassandra, what is the first thing on my
itinerary for my day today. The woman looked at him with a puzzled and frustrated look
before saying now young lord it is very improper for a noble much less a member of the great ursa family such as yourself to
greet someone of a lower status first before they greet you.
Now that you have gotten that in your head the number one thing on your itinerary for today is for you to have breakfast with the lady of the house lady Eta Ursa. As soon as this name was brought up Fyodor hands started shaking, his breathing became shallow, and eyes bloodshot as he screamed at Cassandra saying no no no no this will not happen l will not let it it's never going to happen if it happens they is no penance for it, it's not the road to travel no no no he shouted.Cassandra grabbed him and shock him hoping that he would break out of this trance but it was not working in an attempt to wake him up from this she slapped him across the face and he
suddenly just stopped and looked at her and asked what happened,why does my cheek hurt?
The woman replied nothing you need to worry about just get ready to have lunch with the lady of the house. This time she did not say the name of the lady of the house as she still did not know what had taken place.
In her mind Cassandra thought l pray Lord that you watch out for him as if it's that then the suffering the young lord has been dreaming about unknowingly might truly just be the beginning l hope he is allowed this day at least to have a normal…
Dressed in a navy Crombie coat with a crimson lining, dark blue trousers, a white shirt buttoned to the top Fyodor walked into the
dining hall.To see his mother who is dressed in blouse that has a pleated or crinkled texture, over the blouse she is wearing a corset-syle belt in a muted beige, adorned with embroidered floral designs in a dark subtle. Along with a long floor length black shirt made of a pleated fabric and across the skirt small red fabric flowers.
Good morning mother, ignoring his greeting lady Eta Ursa motioned for him to sit down as he was already late for breakfast.She looked at him for a while with a blank experience while he pretends not to notice as he eats his breakfast.
She finally decided to break silence "what might be the reason for your late arrival this morning?"she asked.
"Let's not bother with trivialities" he answered.
"Ok so are you ready to tell me about your rampage of madness this morning"she asked.
His hands began to have small tremors as if his body remembered what his mind could not in this very moment he was overwhelmed with fear and he bit his own tongue and dug
his fingers into his skin to keep from having another episode as blood was following from his mouth and hands he collapses on
the ground.