Several minutes later, Jae and Jula had managed to find their way out of Middleton Place and were headed down the street to the library.
"Well, there's certainly a lot of Union Jacks flying around here.." commented Jula.
Jae snorted.
"Well what do you expect- Hey, what the bloody hell?" she shouted suddenly as a car nearly ran into her, honking madly as it came to a grinding stop. "Wrong side of the road, smart one!"
"Uh, Jae, remember, the British won..."
"Oh, right..."
Jae began to turn a furious shade of red.
NOT the wrong side of the road then...
Backing away from the car, Jae joined her sister on the sidewalk and the two continued on until they reached the library.
"God, this place is huge.." Jula commented in awe as they stepped through a pair of huge, glass double-doors into the library.
"Yeah, look at all the books.."
"Talk about a bookworm's dream come true.."
Jae muffled a laugh.
"Come on, Jae, let's find the history section.."
"Alright.. dude, hold on.."
Jae paused. Standing not far from her perusing one of the bookshelves, was a man who looked nearly identical to Col. Tavington, and looked to be about thirty years of age. He wore black pants, black Hitchcock oxford dress shoes, a black Brook Taverner trench coat with an ice blue turtleneck shirt underneath, and to finish it all off, a black beret. From his profile, Jae could tell that he kept his black hair cropped short.
"Col. Tavington?"
The words came out of her mouth before she could stop them, and the man turned, staring at her with all too familiar icy blue eyes.
"I beg your pardon, did you just call me Col. Tavington?" the man asked in an accent identical to that of the colonel as his eyes narrowed slightly.
Jae turned a bright shade of red.
"My apologies, sir, you just looked very familiar to me.."
"Obviously, you thought I looked like one of my ancestors." the man replied with an air of haughtiness.
"Col. William Tavington is one of your ancestors?" Jula asked, her mouth nearly dropping open.
"Yes, he was my great, great, great, great, great grandfather."
"Wow, that is a lot of 'greats'." Jula murmured.
Well someone can trace their lineage back, can't they?
"I'm sorry, I did not introduce myself properly. My name is Aidan Tavington. My twin brother, Brant and I manufacture props used in movies; we are especially known for the swords and various blades we make. They are of very high quality, and a replica of one of our swords can sell for nearly as much as the real thing."
"Nice.." Jae replied in wonderment. "Is there anything else you do on the side?"
Aidan nodded and replied, "I sword fight professionally. Both Brant and I are expert horsemen, but I prefer the blade to the saddle, though I still wouldn't trade my friesian, Ace, for even the most valuable of swords."
"You sound a lot like your ancestor." Jae commented.
"How would you know?"
"I.. I've read quite a lot about him, that's all."
"I see.. Well if you don't mind me saying so, you two look very familiar. Almost as If I'd seen you before in a book.."
"What book?" Jae asked, beginning to get slightly apprehensive.
"Follow me..."
A/N: Sorry, it's still short. They probably will be that way for a while because of how things are working out, so please don't hang me over it. Thanks!
-SteeleRanger