Vivian let out a sigh of relief as her sister skidded to a stop beside her just seconds before her hand reached the door.   She frowned slightly as she noticed Sarah's outfit.  They made quite the contrasting pair standing there....her sister in her casual outfit and Vivian in her finest dress.   Her dark hair setting a fine contrast to her sister's fairness.  It only made her more nervous as she reached for the door once more.  What type of man was her brother, and what were his expectations of them?  She had always been the more formal of the pair by far...but would he expect that or be more approving of Sarah's openness?  She so badly wanted to make a good impression that butterflies churned in her stomach as she pulled back the large door to greet him for the first time.   She stepped back and bowed deeply to him, allowing him room to enter the great hall.   "Welcome home, Brother."