Frederick Goldsmith, the butler who was far away in the kitchen, paused for a moment, then glanced at the chef beside him with a puzzled expression.
Was there a problem with his hearing?
Why did it seem like he'd heard Silvia Waterborne calling Uncle Peary?
Wasn't that how the Young Mistress usually addressed him?
"Ah, I realize my daughter-in-law has the best way of addressing him! Uncle Peary, Uncle, Uncle... Tsk, tsk, this form of address is much better than Maxwell Peary."
Silvia Waterborne nodded with a smile, deciding then and there to follow her daughter-in-law's lead and also call the renowned Young Master Peary of Capital Town 'Uncle'.
"Take your time and enjoy your meal."
Maxwell Peary glanced at the little Rabina Mitchell beside him, who was engrossed in her food. He leaned in, whispered something in her ear, then promptly stood up and left the Dining Hall.
Silvia Waterborne watched Maxwell Peary leave, blinking. She wondered,
Had she gone too far?
