<div class="floatleft">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Tori_avi.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Lady Victoria Stuart</span></span> </strong><br/><strong>Current Location:</strong>In a Coach on the Road<br/><strong>With:</strong>Claude Moreau and His Grace, Henry the Duke of Albany<br/><br/>Lady Victoria heard the sadness in her brother’s voice and thought her heart had finally broken.  It seemed that despite his newly exalted position, the fates were being more cruel than kind to her beloved brother.  If she understood his implication correctly, his wife had taken another man to her bed and flash of anger struck the little red-head.  She had long ago learned to control her temper but never before had she faced such ill-treatment of her brother and had his wife been present it was likely Victoria would have given Vivienne a tongue-lashing she would never forget.<br/><br/>For her brother’s sake she forced the fire that burned in her to cool before she spoke.  “That is right, Hank. Together, we will make everything right. The sun of our reunion will burn away the clouds of our unhappiness.  I promise you”, she whispered for his ears alone.<br/>