<span style="color: #FFFF00">Amber looked at the boys and looked at Audrey; damn her! Audrey was so much prettier than her; her eyes were beautiful, her hair stunning. Her life was wonderful; here were two beautiful children that she was raising, even if one of them wasn't technically Audrey's biological son. No wonder her Dad wanted to come back here. He claimed he didn't notice her, but how could you not notice that beautiful figure.<br/><br/>"No thank you" Amber stated. "I'm pleased to meet you Audrey; perhaps you and my Dad could get to talking while I begin writing notes and observations on Wesley" she stated as she took out a pen and a notebook. "Also, in case you're wondering. I'm not cripple! I'm perfectly fine getting around even a small apartment."<br/><br/>Dr. Stevens, taken back from the abruptness of her daughter, said, "We're very grateful to be here and I brought Amber along to help me with some tests." Amber blurted out, "You're girlfriend's very pretty Dad! But I've got work to do." Dr. Steven's felt a royal flush burn through his face; while it didn't escape him how pretty Audrey was, he began regretting the decision to bring Amber here. Seeing Brandis and Trenton, Dr. Stevens recovered himself. "No, not girlfriend. I'm just a long lost uncle" he said with a smile, hoping it took the tension away.<br/><br/>Dr. Stevens didn't realize that he really was a long lost uncle and that Brandis had a gift, without realizing it, of knowing what his relationships really were to people. </span><br/><br/>************************************<br/><br/>"Princess Kiara" Navarez quietly told her. "I know it looks like this might be your fault, my lady, but I've gone on many an adventure and if someone doesn't go through one door - very often they go through another that winds up in the same place."<br/><br/>He caught himself placing his hands on Kiara's hands as a sort of small affection. On nights Princess Kiara allowed him to shape shift, she often petted and nuzzled him and his mane. Maybe he took those affections for granted. Very often, the princess had to hold a large black sheet to cover him when he morphed as it was so much easier not to have to explain to the royal tailor why he had no more royal clothes to wear. It almost seemed like a natural habit now. Seeing the duke from the corner of his eye, he removed his hand and tried to sit all proper.<br/><br/>Knowing the risk he was about to put himself and the princess in, Navarez raised his goblet and said "To Sir Wesley". After the toast, Navarez continued. "You know, my liege, I would never question your wisdom.  I know you believe your little girl, Princess Kiara, has grown to be a beautiful, vibrant young lady. But do you think it wise not to send myself, in honor of course of the promise I made to Queen Julianna, with her and Sir Wesley to find a way to send him back to New Jersey? Again, I don't mean to question your wisdom in the matter, I am quite sure Kiara could handle herself without me."