Chapter EIGHTY FOUR.
' What!!." Aunt Fiona roars out. ' What sort of accusation is that?." She yells as stomps out of where she is sitting.
' Give up pretending, Aunt. Just stop it already. We have already found you out." Arianna tells.
' Pretending!." She scoffs. ' Do you know the gravity of what you are saying, accusing me of murder?." She yells angrily.
' I do and I have proof." Arianna says and slams the pictures on the table.
' Just this? Some pictures?." She asks then scoffs again.
' Not just that. There is more." Arianna replies with pride. The more though is just a picture taken of the bones found under the table. ' This." She tenders the printed picture too. ' We took this personally." She snarls.
' Ttttt!." Aunt Fiona tuts. ' That is no proof that it's her." She adds.
' Well we never said it is." Arianna says and the whole gasp.
Aunt Fiona scoffs.
' I know what you are trying to do. Trying to prove to them that I did it. I am no dummy, Arianna. I can join things together to make one so you didn't really have to tell me yourself." She replies.
' This is a very heavy accusation you place on your aunt, Child. I hope you know the gravity of your words." Lady Penelope says.
' Yes, your Ladyness. I do." Arianna replies and bows her head gently.
' Feel free to talk Child." Lady Penelope