INVITATION FROM HAMILTON

~EGON’S POV~

Little Eleanor’s toothlessness has introduced us to multifold dimensions of food, with porridge becoming our preferred one. Though it might not satisfy the tongue, the company of my daughter makes it bearable. 

In the middle of one such sweet and sour dinner, I am informed of a visitor, who obliges me to return my little one to her mother’s lap and exit the dining hall for the parlour to attend this unanticipated guest, whom I later discover to be my Beta, Dexter, something I haven’t been expecting. 

On reading the palpable bafflement on my face, he divulges the necessity that drew him to me, “We’ve just received a letter from Hamilton which is addressed to you.”

“Did you go through the contents of it?” I ask, curious about the condition that might’ve ins……