I spent the night at the camp in the vacant tent that the captain had shone me to the day before. I was getting ready to leave the tent when Captain Wilkins walked in.
"I didn't know you were here, Miss Tarleton. I just had to drop some paperwork for the colonel. He told me to put it with the other records on the desk."
With that, the captain left the tent. As soon as he was gone, I went over to the desk to find that the paperwork that he had dropped off were records of the colonel, captain Bordon, and Ebony. I looked at the name on the file on top to see that it was the colonels'. The name read:
William Braden Alastor Aric London Adair Tavington
The one underneath that file was Ebony's. The name read Ebony Richelle Keira Ember Caden.
There were two more files underneath Ebony's; one was for Capt. Bordon, and the other, Capt. Wilkins. Bordon's read Alexander Caden Thomas Fredrick Bordon; Wilkins' read James Felton Heath Jayden Wilkins.
All of a sudden, I felt a menacing presence behind me, not needing to be announced.
I got up from the desk and turned around to see none other than Ebony standing in the tent with a look of cruel enjoyment on her face.
"And what, pray tell, would you be doing with those?" Asked Ebony, a deadly tone in her voice.
"Nothing, nothing at all…" I replied.
"Really, is that so?" She asked in a disbelieving tone.
I began to grow annoyed with the extreme lack of respect that Ebony was displaying toward me, and said, "At first I wanted to get to know you. You seemed…interesting. But now, I want nothing to do with you, and frankly, I just want you to leave."
Ebony's eyes flashed with anger, and in a smoothe loathing tone, she replied, "At first, I wanted to get to know you as well. But I quickly came to find that getting to know foolish, ungrateful colonists, such as yourself, was not worth my time. And unfortunately for you, I'm not going anywhere, so you'd best get used to me being around, and you being alone."
"This may come as a shock to you, but Col. Tavington is not the only person I converse with. There are other people in the estate." I said, trying to suppress my growing anger.
"Well first of all, Kitty Cat, servants don't count; second, I know all of the officers and dragoons in the British army, and that is only a taste of the power I wield here; third, more than one person has died at my hands, and if you continue to interfere with my plans, I will have you eliminated from this game of intrigue. And if that means your life, than so be it. Your worth to me is lower than that of a harlot. Good day, Miss Tarleton."