Eurich steadily moved up the stairs at the break of the next evening.  He wondered what had so quickly drawn his most recent companions away.  Also, it puzzled him why the young man had returned his books so readily.  He'd thought the boy had intended to barrow them, but perhaps he was mistaken.  In any case, the brightness of the youth's eyes gave him the impression that it was not the last he'd be seeing of him.<br/><br/>In the hallway leading to the grand staircases, he ran accross both his mother and sister, who were each smiling cunningly at eachother with glistening white teeth bared beyond painted lips.  This never seemed to be a good sign, and Eurich had a feeling it had to do with the head of the Nagasaki family.  He sighed, expecting himself to be implicated heavily in whatever his mother was plotting.  However, there came no directions to his hear.  Only a greeting from both ladies before his mother moved back up the stairs in rustling gold and red skirts.<br/><br/>Lilliana, who appeared to harly be able to contain herself, merely embraced him and wound her arm in his again. She was ready to go wherever he might lead, but was hoping that Sofia might meet her this evening for another ride through the grounds.  Maybe if they got out early enough, they might make it through the entirity of the trails.  Perhaps the twins would come as well, but she wasn't  sure of their preferance concerning horses.