RE: Oh the fun we'll have
Colin was busy overseeing the dinner that was going to be held for the master and mistress. His mind was focused on the task at hand and honestly the cooks would like nothing better than to kick him out of their kitchen at the moment. He was being more in the way then he was being of help, finally the head cook a fat tigress came over and took Colin by the arms pushing him out the back door. "I know what I'm doing Colin, you trained us all well, you don't have to look over our shoulders all the time." She said it so softly and with a smile that Colin could only nod and accept it.
Not having anything to distract him now he slowly went over to a tree not far from the house and settled back against it just sitting in the long grass. Running his fingers through the tall grass he smiled slightly remembering how this place was when he first showed up. The pigs and other animals had free rein of the yard and fields. The simple truth is nobody cared about the estate, least of all the old head servant. Colin had come to the estate hoping to get a crust of bread and drink of water for the road that he was traveling down. Had it not been for the kindness of the elderly cook of that time he would have just moved on down the road.
As though conjured from thinking of her a elderly voice broke into his thoughts. "So free man, when are you moving on down the road?" the question was a joke shared between the two and Colin laughed before helping the elderly female bear sit beside him. Thanks to the service that she had put into this place Colin had seen that she was carefully taken care off in her old age since she couldn't continue to work the kitchen. "Any day that the reasons to stay are less than the reasons to go grandma you know that."
The records that Lillian was going through would simply show just how much the old foremen had been taking from her husband. What little money was made by a staff that was unhappy, and resented the person that was in charge of them, that little money was taken by the foremen to line his own pockets and her husband never noticed. The one thing she wouldn't find was a purchase order for Colin, because as the elderly cook had just called him, Colin was a freeman not a serf or slave.