The Reading of the Will
The Fifth Signature

The Loyalty Clause

August 25, 2026 · Part 3 of 10 · 2 min

Gideon Voss arrived at three o'clock precisely, in a charcoal suit that looked older than my marriage, carrying a leather folio he set on the dining table like it was something ceremonial. Constance sat at the head of the table. Sebastian sat beside me, jaw tight, eyes on the wood grain instead of on me.

"Mrs. Thorne," Gideon said — meaning me now, a name I still hadn't gotten used to — "this is simply a matter of family protocol."

He opened the folio. The document inside was old-fashioned even in its formatting, dense paragraphs, no line breaks, a title at the top in a serif font: The Thorne Family Loyalty Clause.

"What is it, exactly?" I asked.

"An agreement regarding conduct, discretion, and the welfare of the family," Gideon said smoothly. "Every spouse who marries into this family signs it. It protects everyone."

"Protects them from what?"

"Scrutiny," Constance said. "Gossip. The kind of people who'd exploit a family like ours for a story."

I looked at Sebastian. "Did you sign something like this?"

"There's a version for blood family," he said quietly. "Different terms."

Different terms. I turned back to the document and tried to read it properly, but the language kept sliding sideways — "matters concerning the household," "discretion in perpetuity," "administered by the family trust" — nothing concrete, nothing I could pin down, like it had been written specifically to mean whatever the Thornes needed it to mean.

"I'd like my own lawyer to look at this first," I said.

The temperature in the room dropped ten degrees.

"That won't be necessary," Constance said.

"It's a courtesy we've never required," Gideon added, folio still open, pen already uncapped and waiting on the table like it expected to be used today.

I said I needed the night to think. Constance's mouth thinned to a line, but she nodded once, and Gideon closed the folio like he wasn't worried at all — like he already knew what I'd decide.

That night, unable to sleep, I wandered the east wing alone and found a door at the end of an unlit hallway, half-hidden behind a folding screen. A small brass nameplate, tarnished almost black, was still screwed to the wood.

It read: Imogen.

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