Edith sat back down slowly, smoothing the skirt of her dress as she sighed. "My dear brother, Eward, has been acting strangely as of recent and has felt the need to take it out on my sister and I," she said simply, having no problem at all blaming all her problems on her brother.
"And it seems that Abigail has no problem with his actions, or the way he has treated us." The traitor. She was sleeping with the enemy in Edith's opinion, but could she blame her? Edith wanted more than anything to go to Eward for comfort, however she would not allow herself. Softly she sniffled, drying her eyes on her handkerchief. "It is silly," she said with a shake of her head. "He has never made me so upset before."