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[u][b][color=7ea7d8]Johnathan[/color][/b][/u]

Johnathan waited until Nik had left to check on his Master. He didn't want to seem like he was ease dropping, and after so long locked in this tower with no one but Dash, he didn't want to admit that he became anxious when others came around. Some were worse than others. Nik was definitely the hardest. Johnathan couldn't help but imagine being the one that Nik visited, and that he would one day take away from this place. He envied the obvious love that Nik had for his brother. Somewhere out there was Nik's family, and he hoped that they too loved him that way, and would want him freed. The thought brought a familiar sour taste to his mouth that reminded him that his 'employers' would never allow such a thing. He'd been specially chosen for this assignment. To age and rot here in the dark seclusion of this prison. 

He cleared his thoughts as he knocked at Dash's door. They'd been around each other too long now. He didn't want Dash to read the longing on his face. "Sir, I just wanted to check in. Is there anything that I can get you, or do for you?" He didn't enter unless Dash called him in. Instead, he stood at the door awaiting his orders. 



[b][u][color=ec008c]Sasha[/color][/u] and [u][color=ed1c24]Genny[/color][/u][/b]

Out front a black, sleek limousine pulled up to the main doors and stopped. The driver stepped out and walked around the car a little less briskly than usual. The girls in the back were tired anyways. They weren't in a hurry today. When he opened the door, the Princess Sasha was the first to be shown. The driver kept his face stone straight, holding the door as the young beautiful girl climbed out of the car with dark sunglasses on, her hair tied back in a pony tail, and wearing a skin tight pink dress that stopped shy of mid thigh. She didn't bother to pick up any of her own belongings and instead merely stepped aside and waited as her mother climbed out behind her. Her mother's hair was lighter and loose, cascading down her back. Her eyes were lighter than Sasha's, and her skin more pale and pink than Sasha's pale olive skin. She wore a softer, looser long black gown that gently caressed her figure. Before the Queen had made it out of the car more servants rushed to help, offering her a hand and moving to the trunk to begin unloading luggage. The Queen and her youngest princess had been in Australia for some weeks now. Diving was Sasha's favorite hobby, and the Great Barrier Reef was one of her favorite locations. Her mother alternatively tended to spend her time shopping, in clubs, or at shows if she wasn't busy with any business ventures.

The Queen brushed off the hand offered to her and stepped away from the limo without faking appreciation for the people who swarmed her. "I want a hot bath drawn, and afterwards a fresh meal... something young. Where is my husband?" Her eyes turned to the nearest servant for an answer. 

Sasha waited impatiently, but didn't dare go in and continue her business before her mother. She didn't want to start a fight the first day back. She wanted to savor the experience that she'd had.