But there was no time to wonder about Malee because she would have to attend to other urgent matters, such as breakfast for the twins. The guests would be arriving in a few day times and everyone would need to start playing their parts in advance and not on the day itself. With much haste, Mary went up to Georgia’s room and found Georgia was already up, waiting for her. Mary apologized for being late but Georgia interrupted.

“Malee is missing in her room, isn’t she? She is probably in George’s room.” said Georgia. Mary wondered for a while and quickly left for the other side of the stair. Georgia was not the one to make mistakes, and she was right in that instance. Mary found Malee cleaning up the George’s room. George looked up to Mary after putting down the hot coffee from his hand.

“It’s ok. She brought me breakfast and now cleaning up the room.” said George calmly. He didn’t ask why was Mary breathless with a surprise look on her face, nor where she came from, but he knew. The twin always knew, Mary reminded herself. One of them was a handful for anyone but two of them was a nightmare, even for someone like Mary, who had been with them since they were out of their mother’s womb. Mary nodded and closed the door. She reminded herself to tell Malee later not to go out on her own without telling her, even if it is an order from the twins.

She went down the kitchen and made a breakfast for Georgia. The twins would have to prepare for the arrival, more so for George as they knew Georgia. They had engaged a government translator at United Nations offices for George to polish his language skills. He would come soon and George needed to be prepared for lessons the entire day. She and Malee themselves would be occupied with their own preparations. Although there were many servants, only a few were allowed to enter and stay overnight at the main house and Mary silently thanked the deities for bringing Malee to assist her just in time. Michael and her husband would be too busy with making sure the flowers in the garden bloomed at the right moment, and Mary hoped they too had their share of luck.

With the long sigh, she placed the coffee and toast on the plate and brought up to Georgia’s room.

“Only toast?” asked Georgia. She expected much more selections for her breakfast than that. After all,  she was a princess.

“Yes. You need to control your weight, Georgia. You never know who else might be coming along.” replied Mary.

“Oh, all eyes will be at George and his fiance and I don’t think there is anyone of equal to me.” said Georgia. Mary would agree to both points but well, Georgia was born a princess and that was the price she was going to have to pay for the rest of her life. The best way to counter Georgia, she learnt from her late mother, was not to counter to her arguments, which she would always win. So Mary kept quiet and simply look at Georgia and the toast in front of her.

Georgia waited for the response from Mary to counter, but with none coming, she knew she lost the battle. Unlike her raging brother, Mary was much more of in controlled of herself. She suspected it was her late mother that taught the trick to Mary. But she was hungry and the day would be long, so without further arguments, Georgia picked up the toast and sighed. Mary left the room for Georgia to have her breakfast in peace and made her way back to George’s room. Malee should have been done with the cleaning up, and Mary needed her for other tasks.

The room was in order by the time Mary went in, and both George and Malee were not in the room. As Mary was standing, the inner door opened, and George came out from it.

“Where is Malee?” asked Mary.

“She went to fetch the translator. They would be back soon. Any issues?” replied George.

“No. I need her to touch up the room for the princess.” said Mary.

Then she heard the footstep from behind and turned around to see Malee carrying a leather bag and leading an elderly gentleman to the room.