I took my break yesterday, woohoo! .. Just kidding, I was typing this chapter up and part on tomorrow's, well TRYING to type up tomorrow's. If you want to have an idea on what future chapters are going to be like, there are tons of foreshadowing opportunities in this one. * cough, cough *

"Does Dad even know you're going to be staying with him?" Makayla asked, helping her sister pack the freshly made clothes and and shoes for England.

Natasha shrugged, "Probably not. Mother said it was going to be his punishment for missing twenty years of my life. He won't mind, I know he misses me."

Makayla laughed, "You're going to take advantage of this coming decade, aren't you?"

"Of course," she smiled, "I really want him to teach me as much as he can so that I can become a better fighter. Grandmom said it takes a few centuries to channel all your strengths perfectly, but I'm a fast learner."

"Yes, you are. You have all the time in the world, though. Don't feel like you need to be some great demon because of your heritage. We'll be proud of you no matter what."

She stared at her sister before haughtily stating, "I'm not training so hard for the sake of being better than everyone else, I'm doing it for myself. I take the advice you and the others have for me straight to the heart. You've all been through so much, there's really no reason for destiny to repeat itself."

Makayla hugged her, "Even though you're younger than me, sometimes I can't help but notice how you act so much wiser than me."

"Are you certain that I'm not?"

"Oh, you really have to turn a sweet moment into an argument, don't you?" Makayla grumbled, tightening her hold on Natasha, "I love you so much, baby sister." She was purposefully squeezing her tighter.

Natasha struggled to get out of her sister's embrace, "I think you love me too much," she breathed.

"Nonsense! This is the last time I'll be able to hug you and I'm going to enjoy every second of it." Makayla really adored her sister and couldn't very well fathom the thought of little Natasha Michaelis going out into the human world. Father or not, it was a dangerous place for a child of her status.

It wasn't long before Scarlett and Evangeline Michaelis burst into the room, "Natasha! Guess what!"

"Did you two finally decide on who to start a courtship with?" she asked, not entirely in the mood for guessing games.

Scarlett immediately frowned, "I haven't.. Evangeline and Eric have been spending a lot of time together, though."

"Shut your mouth!" Evangeline growled, "We are friends and that is it. Besides, he's a relative to Makayla's idiot."

"What does him being Alex's cousin have to do with it?" Makayla snapped, "Eric is a total sweetheart and he's very handsome."

Natasha nodded, "Very handsome." She recalled the strong, statuesque demon with shaggy brown hair and red eyes, "Yes, I like him for you, Evangeline."

Her face flushed and she groaned, "Dammit, Scarlett! I'm never telling you anything ever again!"

"We're sisters," Scarlett argued, "Besides, it's not good to keep secrets from family! This wasn't exactly a big one, either. Your mother was keeping tabs on you, darling sister. And since your mother and my mother are the best of friends and love to brag about their children, it won't be long before the rest of our family and friends find out that you might be off the market."

Makayla and Natasha gave Scarlett high-fives, laughing at their flustered Evangeline.

"Anyways, as much as I hate to say it," Evangeline began, her face a light and bright pink, "It's time to say your goodbyes. We'll be dropping you off at a train station near the capitol. Once you arrive, a carriage will be waiting to take you to the Earl's manor. And if you somehow get lost, use the map I made you, alright?"

Natasha nodded, "Got it. I can't wait to see Father's face when he see me just show up! I wonder if he'll be mad," she smirked.

"He has absolutely no clue," Evangeline smiled and then immediately narrowed her eyes, "Don't go wandering off."

She pulled off her most innocent look, "I'd never do that. It's a dangerous place out there, you know." Natasha then proceeded to gaze at her lace-glove clad hands, "Am I overdressed? My mother said that our father was now a butler and as his daughter, wouldn't that make me a maid? I don't think you should've wasted your time on these fancy clothes."

"It was fun designing them and you know it!" Makayla shouted, "Besides, I doubt Father will have you cleaning and cooking and making beds and- and that is just not something one of us should be doing! That earl made our father a butler. I still can't believe it," she let out an annoyed sigh, "I can't wait until Father eats him."

"Yeah, then he can be home everyday."

"Girls!" Charlotte called from somewhere downstairs, "It's now or never! Time to go, Natasha!"

Ooh, super short chapter. The next one will be longer... hopefully. I'm going h.a.m. on it right now as we speak, so mhm.