<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/kate-hudson1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lady Katherine Windsor<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Lady Windsor's bedroom<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lady Vivienne Stuart<br/><strong>When:</strong>About 1pm<br/><strong>What:</strong>Exploring<br/><hr/><br/><strong>“Perhaps I can be like a wise older sister to you Vivi. Oh we will be closer than sisters should be, but I am too young to be your mother.”</strong>She smiled softly at the thought.<strong>“It's sweet that you think you would choose me and I am flattered in knowing that, but it's not true, not really, for you desire children and a family and you want to have someone call you Mommy, least one day you do, and I know this to be true, a life with me would be fun, their would be parties and pretty dresses and trips around the world, perhaps even the America's, but you would never have what it is that you truly deserve.” </strong><br/><br/>Katherine laid there, quite happily, with Vivienne in her arms.<strong>“You will thank me for this some day, you are young and you heard a conversation about this, or saw a picture in a book and it made you wonder. I understand that, and I am happy that it was me to give you a small glimpse of it, but you deserve Henry Stuart, and you deserve to have all the things that I never will.” </strong>