<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<br/><br/>Lady Victoria smiled at the kindly gentleman across from her, happy at last to find herself in pleasant company. She couldn't help but think how Lady Vivienne was fortunate to have such a charming and loving father.<br/><br/>"Hank was always the best of men. Patient with his little sister when we were growing up, supportive when I decided to become a governess instead of a lady's maid - as our father wished, he was always generous with his time and affection." The young woman's devotion to her brother was obvious with every word she spoke, even her expression had softened as she remembered their childhood together. "So, no. My brother is not much like me. I'm afraid I lack many of is virtues. Although, I supposed we have both always valued loyalty and have tried to remain faithful to the bonds of family."<br/><br/>Her soft expression shifted to a little frown as she continued, "I haven't seen much of him since our change in fortunes but I don't believe he will have allowed circumstances to change him or his values."