<br/><div class="floatright">(http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f142/capwilly1/Westinghouse/Hank_avi.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Lord Henry Stuart<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Coach on the road<br/><strong>With:</strong>Claude and Victoria<br/><strong>What:</strong>Feeling happy<br/><hr/><br/>Hank did in fact kiss Victoria again, which oddly did seem to delight the man across from him, who being his father in law, rather surprised him, but if what Vivienne had said of him was true, then perhaps there was something deep with in the man that enjoyed watching things that should not be normal behavor.<br/><br/>“Oh it shall continue, just as all we have done shall continue.” Hank smiled as he looked to both of them. “I am afraid that my becoming a Duke has had its good and bad effects. But enough in that. I am happy to just have you back in my arms dear sister. I shall cancel my trip to Devonshire and let those there deal with the Greymore Uncle. I have no care about it now that you have returned..”<br/><br/>Hank unknowingly pulled Victoria unto his chest a little as his hands settled. “I am afraid my French is not well spoken, Monsieur Moreau, but I hope that we shall be able to have long talks about things that have come to my attention as of late.”<br/><br/>Claude merely nodded, but said nothing, his gaze drifting between the two as he settled on Victoria and then seemed to happily close his eyes.<br/><br/>“Tell me my sweet sister that you will share my bed tonight as we did as chidren?..that things can be as they were..I have missed you so.” Despite his words, there was no improper thought behind them. Hank and Victoria had grown up sharing a bed, their fathers quarters were small and while the Greymore's had seen to it that both had their own rooms, they were always happier when they were together.