"What do you need from me? If the water is for the visitors, I can serve it," Ophelia offered.
Mary wiped her tears. "Others would think I have gone mad for allowing you to serve water. You are Lady Hastings."
"That position doesn't mean I cannot help a friend. If I were in your position, I would like a shoulder to lean on. I imagine the guests have not been pleasant to you. Where are the boys?" Ophelia inquired, searching for Mary's sons.
"I sent them to their bedchambers so they won't be questioned by the guests. They were to be at a friend's home today and do not understand why the visitors are here. I will talk with them tonight to explain their father's absence," Mary explained.
