I've decided to keep with the way I wrote the Prologue. But I'm going to write from one person's view point per chapter. Yay! The chapters may be uneven when the final count comes in but hey! That's the fun of it. Any ... And Kat if you read this I am telling you right now to write more . You've got me interested in your story! ... Wow that was random ... Anyway back to my story.

Luke looked over Ilizaveta's shoulder. "A cake?" He asked with a mild curiosity.

"Yes Luke. Its for when the Professor returns." Ilizaveta answered him and he smiled.

"I can't wait. When do you think our next case will be? I hope it will be soon don't you?" Luke was talking fast and he loved the look Ilizaveta was giving him.

"Luke slow down Hun." She said slowly.

"Can I help?" He asked suddenly as he looked around the kitchen.

"Umm ... Yes you can Luke. Could you frost the first layer for me? And don't eat any." She gave him a warning look but Luke knew better. Ilizaveta didn't mind at all. She just said that to pick on him so he laughed.

"Okay none at all!" He said still laughing. He began to laugh even more when she joined in.

"Whats so funny?" The two turned to the door.

"Professor!" They both exclaimed.

"Aha yes!" He said smiling and laughing just a tiny bit. "I do hope that cake is for desert. It looks wonderful."

Luke gasped as Layton rubbed his finger against the edge of the cake and tasted the frosting. "Professor!"

"What is it my boy? Do you want some?" Professor Layton asked.

"I already had some!" Luke exclaimed.

"Alright you two! I would like to get a finished cake out to the table. Not one with little boy finger lines and grown man finger lines in it!" Ilizaveta said smiling. "Dinner will be done in just a moment."

Luke always hated the fact that Ilizaveta would not eat with them. In her mind she was a household servant and she should never eat with the master of the house. Layton always tried to convince her to eat with them but she would just shake her head slowly while smiling. ... Luke hated it! He would keep his eyes on the door waiting for her to come back out holding another plate of food ... But now that everything but the cake was out Luke had to wait until desert.

"Whats wrong Luke? You seem a tiny bit depressed." Professor Layton said looking over at him.

"Nothing Professor. Why won't she eat out here with us? I bet she would be so much fun!" Luke smiled whist-fully and he heard a small chuckle.

"Luke you know as well as I do though that Ilizaveta is set in her ways. We may not like it but it is part of her charm."

Luke nodded in agreement as the door flew open and Ilizaveta walked past with a slice of cake for each of them.

"Dig in boys!" She said as she walked back towards the kitchen carrying the other dirty plates.

"Why not join us for some cake?" Layton asked offering his slice to her.

Luke saw her cheeks flush a deep deep red.

"Please Ilizaveta?"

"Now you both know I will not! Its not properly my place." She said a slight hint of anger in her soft voice.

Luke could see her cheeks were still that deep red and he was finding it very very hard to laugh.

"Please?" He begged and he could see her face soften as she looked at the ground.

"I guess ... one slice of cake couldn't hurt ..." She said as Professor Layton pulled out a chair for her.

"I'll go get you a slick my dear." He said smiling.

Ilizaveta looked at Luke and he smiled. "I knew you'd come around!" He said laughing.

She looked away laughing. "I'm going to get you later Mister!"

"Oh no!" He laughed cheerfully. That usually meant they would play some games later. That thought filled his small body with a gentle warmth.

The cake was good and so was finally getting to eat with Ilizaveta. Luke and Ilizaveta were playing a make believe game at the moment and his mind was wandering back to the desert. Ilizaveta was fun to eat with. She would smile and laugh and even the Professor seemed happier. Maybe she would join them for the whole dinner tomorrow!

"Come now little Prince. Don't you have a Princess to save?" Layton looked up from his book and glance down.

"Right Professor!" Luke ran off happily in search of his Princess Ilizaveta.

"Oh there you are Prince!" It was Ilizaveta sitting on a chair. "So you came to save me?"

"Yes! And you will be my bride!" Luke giggled to himself a little.

"Don't you think I'm a little old for you?" She asked laughing.

"I guess so!" Luke exclaimed with a large smile on his face.

Luke lay down next to where Ilizaveta sat. She was sewing up a pair of his pants that had ripped a few days before.

"Ilizaveta I'm scared ..." The little boy said suddenly. He could see her look down at him in worry.

"Whats wrong Luke? Why are you scared?"

"Because one day you'll get married and leave us!" Luke said sadly.

"Oh Luke. Hunny come here." Ilizaveta put down her sewing and held out her arms. Luke hugged her tightly and he could hear her heart beat.

"But Ilizaveta I don't want you to get married! You'll leave us! Then who will cook and fix my pants?" Luke moved closer to her.

"What makes you think I'm getting married anytime soon?" She asked pulling his face back and looking into it.

"Well ... It just I always hear the Professor say you may get married. Hes sad about it to Ilizaveta! You can't leave us!" Luke hugged her tightly once more and she held him.

"Shh Luke its okay. I'll make a deal with you."

He looked up at her. "What kind?"

"I promise not to get married if my future husband won't let me work here anymore. And you have to approve of whoever asks me okay?"

Luke looked up. "Can they ask my permission to marry you? Like they would of your father?"

Ilizaveta laughed. "Yes Luke you can."

Luke smiled the biggest smile ever and hugged her tightly. Maybe with any luck she would marry the Professor ... He was a gentleman after all.