It was Mr Jerry the jew (a middle aged man with grey hair , blue eyes wearing a top hat with the finest suit , holding a fancy walking stick) with two of his Merchant. I wondered what business my father had with them.
My father invited them in, he sat down on a chair and said "I am here for my money . Mr Timber " .
"I'm sorry the money isn't ready yet, but I'm working on it " He pleaded.
" No it's either my money or I take the farm" Mr Jerry insisted .
"please don't it's all we have" My father cried begging on his knees .
"what money" I chimed in .
"The money I used to pay for the medication, well I borrowed it from Mr Jerry" He said . "And now he wants to take the farm, since I wasn't able to pay" He added.
I pulled my father up from the ground . I looked Mr Jerry straight in the eyes, and said with a frown on my face. "Sorry but you can't have this farm" I glared at him .
"Waw I didn't know your father had such a beautiful daughter" He said with the craziest smile on his face scanning my body from head to toe .
"Well darling it's either my money or the farm" He smiled.
"No!! is there another way we can pay you back your money" I asserted .
I was just getting pissed off by everything he was saying . Part of me know he really wanted the farm but , I wasn't going to let him have it especially after I had promised my mother that I would take care of it.
"You can work for the money" He suggested .
"what kind of work?" I asked .
"Scullery maid" He answered.
"No !" My dad interrupted . "I told you I would work for the money and pay you back" He added .
"Ha ! ! Work , you can barely stand on your feet where are you planning on working for the money" He laughed.
"I'll do it" I said.
" The scullery maid , I will do it" I added .
Mr Jerry clapped and smiled like a lunatic .
"No Emily you don't have to do this" My dad pleaded holding my hands .
Mr Jerry stared at us with disgust ful eyes I couldn't help but to give him the stink eye. I looked back at him with the level of arrogance he used to stare at us.
"I can see you are busy so I'll just leave you to it" He said as he stood up from the chair and used his walking stick and stylishly walk off .
"oh Emily, is it ,a carriage will be here early in the morning tomorrow to pick you up " He trailed off .
" wait, so soon... " I hesitated. " Yes time they say is money" He trailed off.
" Emily please , you don't have to do this it wasn't you who borrowed the money" he said with teary eyes." This was all because of my foolishness " he added.
"Don't talk like that, you did what you had to. I understand , it not like I have been sentenced to death or something" I asserted.
" you worry too much" I added and hugged my father.
"you remind me so much of your mother, you are just as stubborn and brave as she is but I wish you didn't have to do this" He said with a sad look on his face .
"It wasn't your fault " I tried to cheer him up .
"now let's finish our meals, I have a journey ahead of me tomorrow" I smiled . My father smiled back at me I was glad I made him feel better . I wasn't that happy about it but somehow, I was very optimistic .I was going to the palace tomorrow, who knows what lies install for me there.