The Return of Lord Bryan

Chapter ninety three

The slow humming of the recorder was monotonous, almost making Bryan fall asleep as he laid on his single seater couch. He couldn't keep his mind straight, his thoughts stretched far and wide.

"Hey, are you okay?" Claire asked him as she sauntered to the couch and placed a glass of wine on his hands. Bryan nodded, "I'm fine," he replied vaguely.

"You have said a word since you got back from the archives, what happened?" She asked.

Bryan shot his eyes to her at once. "I didn't mention that I'd been at the archives since I returned, how did you know that?" He asked.

Claire shrugged, "My mother told me, she must have gotten it from uncle Tom somehow," she replied.

Bryan hummed, he didn't like it at all that his in-laws were keeping tabs on him. "Tom now serves me, he doesn't serve your mother and she should learn to stay off my path, I'm getting sick of her meddlesome nature," he spat angrily.

Sighing, Claire told him to calm down, " I'm sure she didn't mean any harm, she just wants