*Grigori - Cassadine Cousin
THE STORY CONTINUES
Grigori’s mind raced as he tried to gauge Stefan’s expression.
Unfortunately, the older man’s face revealed absolutely no clue as to
his frame of mind. Grigori winced
with the effort of thinking. He was
not yet recovered from his hangover of the previous night.
“I
can explain, Uncle.”
Stefan
crossed his arms and gave the young man his undivided attention.
“I am most anxious to hear your explanations – for both disobeying my
instructions and subsequently attempting to mislead me about it.”
That
did not sound too promising, Grigori thought.
He shifted uncomfortably in his chair.
He should have known that it would somehow end up this way.
Nikolas had warned him against ditching the opera and Andresj’, his
normal partner in crime, had surprisingly seconded his older brother’s advice.
“Well,
you see…” Grigori could not
afford to fail to soften Stefan’s obvious anger.
He had come to enjoy the benefits of Stefan’s favor.
Grigori was included in many of Nikolas’ and Andresj’ daily
activities and treated quite generously by Stefan himself.
He
also could not afford to incur Stefan’s disfavor. Archaic as it might sound, his parents’ status among the
family had risen substantially because of Grigori’s close daily proximity to
the Cassadine Regent and his sons.
“It
was wrong of me, Uncle.”
Stefan
was hard-pressed not to smile. Grigori
had chosen the one approach Stefan would never have guessed – the truth.
Over years of being caught in some mischief or indiscretion, Grigori had
not once attempted to tell the truth. Instead,
the young rascal had put forth one incredible tale after another; some so
fantastic that Stefan knew the young man did not believe them himself.
“Both
Nikolas and Andresj’ did try to dissuade me,” Grigori insisted earnestly.
For
several long, uncomfortable minutes, Grigori endured Stefan’s silent scrutiny.
“That you have chosen to tell me the truth regarding this matter is an
admirable and, I believe, unique experience for you.
Nonetheless, you will be taken back to your home for a period of one
month, during which time you will reflect upon your actions and their
consequences.”
He
continued. “Your parents will of
course be informed.”
Grigori
listened to the words in shock. This
was a far more severe punishment than anything Stefan had ever handed down.
The young man’s back began to tingle.
There would be hell to pay when Grigori’s father found out.
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