So Many Presents (Pt. 1)

-Karen-

When I woke up, Conor was gone, but a small stack of presents was sitting in the chair waiting for me. There was also a note: 'Morning. Bart should arrive soon. I will be away for part of the day addressing this issue. Remember, flowers don't weep; they bloom beautifully in the sunlight.' I felt my cheeks tinge at the note. Does he think… I'm a flower?

There was a knock on the door. Before I could get up to answer it, the door opened. Two male servants were bringing in a piece of furniture. Bart followed them in with a tray of food. "Morning Karen. Are you feeling alright?" He asked gently. "Conor said you shivered almost all night… Is there anything I can do for you?"

I took the tray from him and saw pancakes with blackberry preserves. My mouth watered as I inhaled the wonderful aroma. "What is that thing?" I asked him, pointing at the new piece of furniture.

"It's called an armoire. It will store your dresses and gowns so they don't get wrinkled." He explained as I dug into