They had been travelling for hours and it was starting to get dark, all they could see was high grass in the distance. They had to stop a number of times to cut it down so they could just get through. Apparently Alex was the one leading them. Knowing exactly where Napoleon Louis Bonaparte fell in action. Having never fought with him. The more she found out about him the more she understood Wyatt's admiration for him. He was worldly and stoic. Now and again the Empress would engage in conversation with her about where in America she was from. She was honest and told her where. But the moment she asked about Wyatt her 'Husband' it was different. Going into a world they had created. Gushing about how strong and brave he was. Thankful he was still around after the war. She spoke so much about him she was even starting to believe it herself.

As night fell they had set up camp and pitched their tents. Wyatt and Rufus were introduced to the Empress and her maids. Lucy watched as Wyatt observed both of them. After the introduction, he turned round and started walking with Lucy to their tent, his hand finding that place on the small of her back that made her tingle, even through the stupid corset, "The dark haired one" he said assuredly.

"That's the one i thought too. What makes you sure?" Lucy asked, giving a quick glance behind as the two maids were in conversation by the fire that was created by Alex and Rufus.

They stayed close as he spoke, "I've seen her before. There's a set of photos in one of my Mom's albums. We knew she was a family member, just never knew which one"

"Well now you can put a name to the face," Lucy told him, "i was next to her on the journey, she's Euphemie Rottreau"

He turned round to look at Euphemie and shook his head. Meeting both of his ancestors was something amazing. She was glad he was getting this moment. Even if it was under these circumstances. Making sure Alex and Euphemie got together and Flynn didn't appear. She looked around the camp, they were in the middle of nowhere, she couldn't imagine Flynn would know where they were. But she wouldn't put it past him.

"Wait," Wyatt's gaze turned back to her, "what made you think it was her?"

Lucy took a moment, "If i'm honest?" she asked him and he nodded at her to carry on, "you have the same eyes. The colour. Its striking"

She watched his Adam's apple as he swallowed slowly, their eyes never leaving each other. She had noticed it straight away. It was the same colour as Wyatt's eyes. They were beautiful. The first time she met him and he finally opened his eyes to her in that room after she asked him if he was asleep, she nearly gasped at how distinct in colour they were.

"Hey guys," Rufus's voice broke them apart and they looked at their friend approaching, "i think your 4 times GPa is making his move already"

Their eyes looked over to where Alex appeared to be offering Euphemie a bowl of food. And exchanged smiles between them. She looked to Wyatt and he watched his ancestors interact.

"Question," Rufus spoke again, "how exactly do they get together?"

Lucy pulled her shawl tighter around her, it may be South Africa, but in the depth of night it was cold.

"I don't know. There was never any detail about that. Just that they met in South Africa and got married 7 years later" Wyatt stated. Making it sound like they had known that all along.

"What?" Lucy spoke after looking at Rufus and registering his surprise as well, "7 years? Why was it so long?"

Wyatt shrugged, "Beats me. Their son was born 6 months after the marriage though..." if they got married because she was pregnant why did it take them 8 years from their first meeting to finally be together?

"Wow a 6 month pregnancy. Impressive" Rufus sarcastically replied.

"So wait, Alex would have been 33 and," she looked over at Euphemie again, "i would say she's what? 20 right now? She's 27 when they marry...where do they marry?"

Again Wyatt shrugged, "We have no certificates. If that was the case i would have known her name. Trust me. I know alot about his military career, but not his marriage" there was Lucy thinking he knew about all aspects of his life.

"Ok so blank canvas then," Lucy stated, looking again at them. They weren't talking, however others were talking around them, as they ate their food. Alex talking to Wood and Euphemie talking to Reine, then it registered, "hang on. She doesn't speak English and i imagine he doesn't speak French"

Realisation appeared on both the men's faces. Wyatt crossed his arms, "So they met, probably have someone translate some stuff for them. Exchange contact information and probably have people write each other's letters?"

"Probably. And as Alex moved around a lot due to his carer, it was most likely hard for them to stay in contact...so they must really fall in love on this trip if they work so hard and wait so long" Lucy looked at them both. They were so unaware of their future, it was a privilege that she would be able to watch it unfold. Proof that you don't have to even share a language to desperately fall in love.

"Hey watch," Wyatt whispered quietly, his eyes still on them. Alex had stood when she did, bowing. She curtsied to him and they exchanged sweet smiles. Alex's still lingering and watching her go as she disappeared into her tent, "man he has it bad already"

"They probably had people translate on the ship over here. They've already been in each others company for a week or so" Lucy commented. It was so beautiful. She really hoped Flynn wouldn't appear and ruin anything. This needed to go as planned. It had to.

Ok so as a family, we did know Euphemie's name, but we never knew what she looked like, just for the sake of the story here, i had Wyatt not know alot about her. But she was indeed one of two maids and Alexander fell in love on the trip, why they waited 7 years to marry...we don't know exactly. They were married for 40 years and only parted when Alexander passed away at the age of 72. We have many photos of him, but sadly not of her. I wish we did though!