Chapter 3
Ava closed the lid of her coffin over her head and sighed. Her parents had showed a dangerous amount of interest, when Tara had told them about the new prince. They just didn't seem to get that some things had changed, and arranged marriages was one of those things. Hopefully, the prince thought the same way. Ava still wanted to be friends with him, after all its not every day someone new from your time period comes.
Sarah got into postion in the greek diorama exhibit. Sitting down carefully on the step, she assumed her greek maiden look for the night. She was eager to meet the new exhibits. Like Tara, she loved learning about history, and other cultures. Still, she was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep her promise to Tara. Juila could be a handful, and Sarah could only hope that she could help keep her under control.
Asim had heard his sister sigh, as she went into her coffin. He knew what was on her mind. Even though he had promised to help make sure their parents didn't try anything, there was still the prince's parents to ponder about. Tomorrow, he would talk to Tara and ask her opinion. Smiling as he felt the sun set, he thought about Tara. Sweet, kind, gentle Tara, who was like a sister to all. As much as his parents might want him to marry Tara, she was too much like a sister to him.
Julia put her hands on her hips and smiled, as she felt the pulls of the night. As she started to freeze, she wondered if any of the new exhibit would be bad. She would give them a small chance to prove themselves good, and they better take it.
Sir Calhoun drew his sword out, and held it in front of him. His eyes narrowed, and his mouth set in a firm line. He had enjoyed training Tara, she was a wonderful student. She was eager to learn, asked questions, and always accepted reasonable criticism. He wondered how Nicky was doing, and if he was practicing while he was away.
The night set, and all the exhibits became, well, normal exhibits. Each one wondered how the newcomers would affect their lives. Would it be a good change, or a bad change? What happened when the necklace and tablet met? Only the day after tomorrow couls begin to answer these questions...
