<div align="center"><em>Josephine Ambrose (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=84695.msg3744995#msg3744995)</em><br/>(http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv261/burlesque2/katerina29.png) (http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv261/burlesque2/katerina31.png) (http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv261/burlesque2/katerina58.png)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Josephine (http://i690.photobucket.com/albums/vv261/burlesque2/katerina24.png)...or Josie...Ambrose was glad to be back at the place she considered home. She had been living with her aunt and uncle for a while now, as she was orphaned by a tragic carriage accident and left alone. However, she'd recently been in London for a more formal education, and was now returning to Ambrose Manor. <br/><br/>Making her way up the steps from the carriage, she turned and smiled to one of the footmen. <br/><br/><strong>"Gerard...please take those to my usual bedroom."</strong><br/><br/>The man nodded, and Josie didn't even have a chance to knock on the door before it was opened by a bowing servant. She smiled at him and walked through the threshold while taking off her gloves. She wore an elegant carriage ensemble (http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ny3D1hH2XA0/So-wFyexWNI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Tj2bp2TaZ7o/s320/1860gown1.jpg), and her hair was pulled back on either side...parted in the middle...with red ringlets draping her neck and framing her face. Sighing, she removed her hat and overcoat, leaving herself in a thin...but modest...blouse along with her skirt. Looking around, she spoke.<br/><br/><strong>"Nathaniel, where are the Lords Ambrose?"</strong><br/><br/>The footman bowed his head respectfully and answered.<br/><br/><em>"Milady, Lord Morgan is in his study, and I am afraid I am unaware of where his Lordship's sons are."</em><br/><br/>She smiled.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you."</strong><br/><br/>Turning toward the stairs, she began walking toward the study, planning to greet her uncle unless she happened to see someone else on her way. When she reached the door, she lifted her hand to knock on the wood softly.</span>