Lady Bridget stayed in her all room all day. She did not come out for breakfast or lunch. It was almost dinner time when Lawrance came home. He becomes very worried when Rose told him that lady Bridget has not been out of the room all day.


    He felt very worried and wanted to knock on the door but he knew his wife hated being distracted when she was painting. He fell rather frustrated.


    Just when he was thinking of a way to confirm that she was fine, the door to the painting room was finally pulled open.


    Lawrence expected to see his wife looking pale and tired but he was surprised to see her full of energy. If not that he noticed the tiredness around her eyes he would have concluded that Rose was just trying to trick him.


    When lady Bridget saw that her husband and daughter were waiting by the door her eyes lit up.


    "Come, come, See what I have been painting. It is the perfect piece," Lady Bridget said. As she spoke she took her husband''s hand and pulled him inside.


    Lawrence was calm, he knew that his wife was always very excited when she drawled a beautiful piece.


    " look, " she pointed to Jeffrey''s face she had been painting since morning. Lawrence was surprised. His wife could paint a person in hours, so how did she spend the entire day painting a person''s head and face?


    "How is it?" Lady Bridget asked her husband. Lawrence could have just said that it was beautiful but he knew that his wife will not take it seriously.


    So he took his time to observe the painting. The more he looked, the more he felt his wife was trying to paint herself but why as a man. But upon careful observation, he realizes that apart from the hair and eyes, the painting''s face also resembles him.


    "see, our son is very handsome right?" Lady Bridget said. Lawrence nodded his head in agreement. He thought that his wife has decided to give their son a face.


    He felt very sad and guilty, if he had stayed back at Bozoa, their son would not have gotten missing. If he had grown by their side, his wife will know what he looked like and will not have to come up with her own imagination.


    When Lady Bridget saw the look on her husband''s face she could tell that he was misunderstanding something.


    "What? Do you think our son is not handsome?" she frowns her brows.


    Lawrence immediately shook his head. He did not want to make his wife sad. "of course he is handsome. Rose come and take a better look," he replied.


    "yes, mother brother is very handsome. If he was not my brother I would have asked to marry him," Rose said.


    "of course, my son will be handsome. He has a beautiful mother," Lady Bridget said. She was so happy to have successfully painted his face. This way in the future when she sees him, she will think of his real appearance.


    "mother is so talented, how did you manage to paint brother," Rose forgot that they could not see her brother''s face. She knew her mother cared about her work. Moreover, when her mother painted something most times she had to be looking at it.


    "so this morning, I have gone to the royal palace to see Jeffery for the last time, after all, who knows when we will get to see. He had taken me to a quiet place and let me see his face," Lady Bridget explained.


    When Lawrence heard this he found it had to believe." you are not trying to fool us right? " He asked. Lady Bridget glared at her husband when she heard his question.


    " of course not, what will I gain for lying to the two of you. If you do not believe me, you can write to him and hear what he will say," Lady Bridget stamp her feet like a child.


    "It is okay, I believe you," Lawrence said seeing that his wife was picking offense. He truly regretted not going with his wife.


    When Lady Bridget saw that her husband seem to have believed her, she smiled. " After seeing his face I decided to come home where I will not easily be disturbed. I was afraid that if I delayed too much I will forget," Lady Bridget explains.


    "That great mom, at least we all have an idea of what brother looks like," Rose said. She felt a bit sad that she did not accompany her mother to see his handsome face herself. That way she would have been able to slap all those stupid ladies that dared to insult her brother the previous day.


    " it getting late, let go and eat dinner," Lawrence said. He was worried that his wife must have tired herself out from working all day without eating.


    "Okay, but let me bath first," Lady Bridget felt dirty. Lawrence agreed with her and follow her up to their chamber to have her bath. Lady Bridget became tried the moment she step into the wooden bath.


    "Let them bring the food to the room, I am too tired," she instructed her husband when she was still having her bath. Lawrence did not waste any time. He went to the dining hall and with the help of the maid, he arrange their food and took it back with him.


    When he entered the chamber lady Bridget was done bathing. She was wearing a losses robe. As soon as she saw the food, she forgot about changing clothes and sat down to eat.


    When she was working on the painting, she had been so carried away that she forgot about food but since she was done, her stomach felt so empty like she has not had anything to eat in the past few days.


    "I was thinking we could find time to visit Avalo next month. I will write a letter to Jeffery and find out when it is convenient," Lawrence said. He knew that it must have been hard on his wife all these years. After all, she had lost two children that year.


    Lady Bridget paused her actions before nodding her head. If not that her father-in-law has handed over many properties for Lawrence to take care of, she would have suggested moving to Avalo for a few months.