Before Rhianna could get very far within the elegant house, a brown haired woman glared at her, palms resting upon her hips. "Where have you been!?" She asked, her brown eyes full of anger.<br/><br/>Inhaling deeply, she shut her eyes and hugged Rhianna, burying her face in her now very masculine chest, "Edwin... You had me worried."<br/><br/>"Ah!" She said, drawing her face away from him and tugging on his hand, "We have guests!"<br/><br/>At the entrance to another room, there stood a young man in elegant white robes, all dressed in finery. "Lord Desiter, This is my husband, Edwin." She said as the man walked forward and offered his hand to shake Rhianna's.<br/><br/>The name...sounded familiar to Rhianna, though she coulden't quite remember where she heard it. He was quite attractive and fair, with blonde hair and handsome features befitting a noble prince or even an angel. Yet he was a Tythian, through and through, and that would likely have considerably reduced whatever appeal he could offer the former princess. Yet his name seemed so important to Rhianna, as if she should know it from somewhere...<br/><br/>"Well met, Edwin." He said with an eloquent and almost gentle voice.