Oisín McGann: Ancient Appetites

What do you mean?'

'Darling,' she said, squeezing his hand. 'You're the Patriarch now.'

'Oh, bugger,' he sighed.

The door opened and Nathaniel peeked in.

'Bloody hell! He's back from the dead!' he exclaimed, rushing across to his brother.

'God! Don't say that!' Berto protested, grinning as he clutched his brother's hand. 'There's been quite enough of that, I think. What… what's happened to them, anyway?' His face went suddenly sombre. 'Are they…?'

'It's over,' Nate told him, his hand going self-consciously to the fast-healing wound in his side.

And it was over, for the most part. They saw no reason to trouble Berto yet with the news that Elizabeth had escaped somehow, despite her injuries, and that Gideon was trying to have Nate exiled for his very public duel with Hugo. A blatant breach of the Rules of Ascension, he argued, even if Hugo had instigated it – not that the family were in a mood to listen to him. They still weren't sure whether or not he had actually sent the telegram to the Viceroy. The British were outraged over the train crash and were demanding answers, and the entire family were at each other's throats over the whole affair.

Abraham and his two brothers were gone too. The last time Daisy had seen them was boarding a ship for Southampton, from where they hoped to find passage to Kenya. They had said something about wanting to kill a lion.

Daisy had been pressing Nate to help her persuade Berto to do away with the family's barbaric Rules once and for all. And he seemed inclined to agree with her, although they both doubted if it could be achieved so simply. It was more likely to take generations to filter all the conspirators, traitors and murderers out of the family. Gerald continued to insist that, as a woman, it was none of Daisy's business anyway.

Not that he was very interested himself. He had personally disposed of Brutus's body in the house's boilers and was now immersed in his studies to investigate the so-called 'intelligent particles'. Whatever Nate and Daisy decided to do about the family's traditions was apparently of no concern to him.

But it seemed that Berto, even in his fragile state, was one step ahead of them.

'If I'm going to be in charge, I want to change a few things around here,' he said abruptly. 'I'm tired of all this one-upmanship and back-stabbing. It's absurd, the way we live in fear of one another. There's no need for it and it… it just gets in the way of everything. I'm absolutely sick of it. It's time this family just got along with one another. I'm going to put a stop to this fighting once and for all.'

'Absolutely!' Nate said, clenching his fists. 'You're absolutely right, Berto! And if they don't want to stop, then by God, we'll make them.'

And that, thought Daisy, is why some things will never change.