Disclaimer- See chapter 1

AN- And now, back to our regular programming…

The first week of Rex's visit went by smoothly. That was also because of the fact that Mythriel was caged up, but he did become a good friend with Richard and Ruth and Lane.

And then, the day came when her punishment was over. Richard strategically placed Rex somewhere out of harms way, and knocked on the door.

"Alright Myth, mom and dad say you can come out now…"

Her door slowly opened, and she stepped out. She raised her eyes to meet Richards, and gave her best puppy dog look.

"I'm very sorry for nearly killing our guest." She muttered. "Now, may I see him and offer a polite apology?"

"Well… I don't know, he's kinda scared of you now."

"Pleeeeeeease?" She batted her eyes, and clung to his arm.

"Alright, alright, don't give me those eyes… come on, we'll go together, that way I can control you."

Richard led Mythriel to the garden, where he'd hidden Rex. "Come out Rex, I've got her under control."

Rex came out from behind a particular large rose bush, and eyed the girl warily. He had to admit, she was still really pretty. The thought of if her hair was as soft as it looked popped into his head, but he pushed it out and approached her.

If Mythriel could've, she would have melted into a puddle. He even smelled good! And his hair hung in front of his eyes the way that drove her insane.

"I'm very sorry for trying to kill you, and I shall control myself from now on." She said, holding out her hand for him to shake.

"Just don't do it again, and we'll be good." Rex answered, giving her his hand. They shook, and electricity shot from where their fingers met to the pleasure parts of their brains.

"Rex? Myth? Alright you two, let go." Richard said, after about five minutes of his sister and friend staring into each others eyes like dazed deer.

They immediately shook their heads, and backed away. "What happened?" Rex asked.

"Nothing happened, and anyway its time for dinner now." Richard replied, pushing Rex far away from his sister.

Mythriel began her walk back to her room to change for dinner, when she noticed two of the maids talking and laughing while oiling some furniture.

"Hello, what are your names?" Mythriel asked.

They turned and looked at her, before smiling and introducing themselves. "Oh hello Miss Smith, do you require our services? My name is Aurum and this is our new girl, Alison."

Mythriel smiled back, and then noticed something. The new girl, Alison, looked a lot like her Aunt Erin. Come to think of it, she had the same eyes and nose as Aunt Erin. She took a mental note to look into that before answering, "No I don't require anything, I just didn't recognize either of you and wanted to know you by name and face. I'll see you around."

Aly and Aurum looked at each other after she had gone around the corner. They had no idea what that was about.

Dinner went rather well. Rex and Mythriel kept their distances from each other since the little incident in the garden that neither could explain and at the moment didn't really want to, and Richard talked non stop to anyone who would listen.

Ruth and Lane couldn't help but notice the side-glances their daughter and their guest were giving each other when the other wasn't looking. They sniggered behind their napkins but didn't say a word.

Aly was serving the dessert tonight, since one of the servers had gone sick.

She walked into the dining room, and set the plates in front of everyone. This was the first time Ruth and Lane had gotten a good look at her, and like their daughter they were reminded of their friends looks in this maid.

Then Ruth noticed a birthmark on her neck that was just peeking out of her shirt. It looked like a heart with wings, and she'd seen it on Erin before.

"What's your name?" Ruth asked gently.

"Alison, ma'am. I'm new. Why, did I do something wrong?"

"Oh no, I was just curious. Who's your parents?" Ruth replied.

"I don't know who they are, I ran away from the lady who raised me because she was a grade A witch. Why?"

Ruth gave the girl a good look over before replying, "You look like someone I know. They lost their daughter when she was young, kidnapped by a thief. Maybe you should go see her, she's in the first room out of this hall."

Aly, with her quickening heart, took the tray back to the kitchen and then headed for the room where a relative of hers could possibly be.

She stood outside the door for a few seconds, before finally knocking on it.