The weather was perfect as the locomotive sped down the tracks. Lily, Sebastian, Baldroy, Mey-Rin, Finnian, and Walter were only some of the passengers that were riding.

Lily stared out the window as they quickly passed various landscapes. Surprisingly, the motion didn't make her ill. Even if it did, it would be a welcome distraction from her dark thoughts. However, Mey-Rin was getting sick from the ride, and Bard and Finny were scrambling to help her. Sebastian gave her something to settle her stomach.

"I say, going on holiday wasn't such a bad idea."

Lily turned her head and saw that it was Walter who spoke. She had almost forgotten that he was sitting next to her. She nodded. "I love beaches," she said.

"They're alright; I'm glad to just be away from home. A change of scenery is good for anyone."

They talked casually for a while, then it was announced that lunch was ready. Everyone went into the dining car, and Walter scowled. "Why am I sitting next to a commoner?" He looked to his right. An obviously middle-class man was sitting next to him. "I demand to be moved!"

"Walter, you're causing a scene," whispered Lily.

"This will not do! I want to be seated by one of noble blood!"

Walter was seated by a high-class man, but Lily stayed. When her betrothed impatiently urged her to sit by him, Lily said, calmly, "This man is no different than we. He is simply not of noble blood. However, do we all not bleed the same color?"

Walter huffed and left the dining car. Lily felt neither shame nor embarrassment. The man next to her spoke. "You didn't have to do that, ma'am."

"I am simply treating you like a human being. Let me introduce myself. I am Lady Lillith Athelward."
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Ralph Jones."

"You sound like you aren't from around here, Mr. Jones."

"No. I'm from the States. I'm an artist and decided to come here to paint some pictures of different parts of England. I enjoy traveling."

"I'm sure you will find England to be a beautiful place. I wish you well on your travels."

"Thank you. You, as well."

After dinner, Lily went to Sebastian. "The meal was good, but nowhere near as good as your cooking."

"I am flattered you would say that, my lady. You are too kind.

"I say that a kind word hurts none, and it could mean everything to someone."

"Indeed."

As Lily walked to her seat, she lost her balance and was going to fall forward, right into an older woman. Suddenly, she felt herself being grabbed gently and being stood up again. The woman spoke. "Oh, it is you, Lady Athelward." The woman looked horrified.

"Are you alright, my lady?" Sebastian asked, standing behind Lily.

"Yes, thank you, Sebastian." Then, she looked at the old woman. "I apologize. I hope you're unharmed."
"I am quite alright. I am Countess Edna Brightman."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Countess," Lily said, holding out her hand.

The Countess shook it, wrinkling her nose. "Likewise," she said, flatly. Then, she walked away.

Lily sat down in her seat, frowning. She supposed she shouldn't have been surprised after what happened in the dining car. She took a deep breath and tried not to let it get to her.

Walter came back and sat by her again a short time later. He glared at her and said nothing for awhile. Then, he spoke, almost in a whisper, "Can you at least try to act according to your title? You are a noblewoman. You are not supposed to mingle with anyone who is middle or low class. You're supposed to set an example or else you will embarrass your family name. Must I remind you of that?"

"No, Walter; I am very well aware of the rules of society."

"Then why do you constantly break those rules?"

"It would do no good to explain it to you."

"Well, I won't give up; I will make sure you are a proper lady by the time we wed."

Lily said nothing.

That night, Lily couldn't sleep. The motion and noise of the train kept her from falling asleep. She sat up and looked around. Even though it was fairly dark, she was able to see two people walk past her, and they looked oddly familiar. She followed them.

They got into another car, and Lily said, "Pardon me, but do I know you?"

The two figures turned toward her. Lily squinted, then she became shocked. "Alois? Claude?"

"Oh, it's you, Lillith," the shorter figure said. "Never thought we'd see you again."

"I thought you two had died in the fire."

Alois laughed, and Lily became upset. "This is no laughing matter! My aunt died, and I thought you two had, as well!"

Claude bowed, slightly. "We were able to escape."

"Perhaps you were able to escape because you knew how to get out easily before setting the house on fire."

"Why would we go through the trouble of setting a big house on fire? Besides, we had it good over there. Helen let me do whatever I wanted," Alois said.

"You two were the only other ones there that day! And you had something to do with my uncle's murder, too!"

Claude gave Lily a withering look. "You're accusing my master of serious crimes he did not commit."

"Then prove your innocence!"

"We don't have to prove anything to you. Go away, you annoying fly, before you're caught in the spider web."

Lily glared. "If you won't talk, then I'll persuade you to." She grabbed a nearby candlestick in the car and pointed it at Alois.

He laughed. "Do you really think you can hurt me with that puny thing?" He stuck his tongue out at her. There was a symbol similar to the one on her chest there. Lily stepped back, shocked. His symbol glowed, then he put his tongue back in his mouth. He smirked at Lily. "Claude, I order you to destroy Lillith."

Claude's eyes glowed. "Yes, your highness."