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	[color=2956b2][b][i]Kirkpatrick House:[/i][/b][/color] The butler looked at the woman oddly for a moment before nodding just slightly. "Yes Miss, though I would say you would need to speak to the lady of the house first. Lady Kirkpatrick," he said as he stepped over towards the horse and took the edge of the reins to keep the horse steady and held out a hand to her to help her down. "If you would, I can show you inside," he said before glancing over towards the man that had come with her. "Will you be joining sir?" he asked as he gave the man a look over. 

	"Nope. My job is done." His voice was flat as he spoke and then glanced over towards Colette and tipped his hat slightly. "Miss," he said before turning his horse around slowly. Then he took off back in the direction they had come and headed back towards Port Annan. The butler shrugged to himself before looking back over towards Colette. 

	"Let us get you down and tie off your mare before we go in," he said as he still held his hand out. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road to Gretna Green From The Kirkpatricks:[/i][/b][/color]  "Yeah," Rutherford said as he still wrung at his hands. Rutherford looked anything but happy right then as he sat on the top of the carriage and tried to keep his balance and not topple off as they road towards Gretna Green. It was some time that passed before there was a knock from inside the carriage that caused the driver to pull over and stop their travels. The door swung open and the light haired woman stepped out. "What now?" Rutherford asked as he looked down at the woman, a vexed looked deepening on his features. 

	[color=a187be]"Get in,"[/color] she said as she stood there. She had managed to clean up some while in the carriage with Millicent but Milli had not peaked her head out. 

	"Yes, of course Duchess, whatever you say Duchess. You do know this is not your country right?" he sneered as he climbed down and stumbled back. She didn't say anything, simply standing perfectly still as she waited for him to finally climb into the carriage. She shut the door hard and climbed up to the top of the carriage and took his place, sitting where Rutherford had during the first part of the impromptu portion of the journey. 

	[color=a187be]"Ve go nov,"[/color] she said towards the driver. Her voice was much kinder to him than it had been towards Rutherford. The driver had this look of [i]I don't get paid enough for this[/i] on his features but did as she instructed. Her hands planted on either side of her and she seemed to remain perfectly still even as the carriage began pulling forward again. Her eyes fixed ahead of them as he wind blew her hair back and caught pieces of her [i]"attire"[/i] causing it to ripple against her skin. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Road to Gretna Green From Port Annan:[/i][/b][/color] [color=fdc68a]"Oh yes yes, of course. That is what I was looking for!"[/color] Ludwig exclaimed as he stuck his head back down into the bag and went back about his research. Sure, it was a bit of a face palm moment but Ludwig wasn't exactly in a calm situation right then. He was just a fairy, trying to do a good job and answer all questions. People should not be mad, they should be glad, and he tried to do that. He wouldn't help his mind wandered like the fluttering of butterfly wings. Down, back to the books, to read what he had written. To read what he knew. To look at what he had seen or maybe no seen. It was all up for debate. Still every so often he adjusted their course. They were getting close. Oh so close. Maybe he would have something when they arrived. Maybe not. Who knew with Ludwig, he sure didn't. 

	[color=2956b2][b][i]Gretna Green:[/i][/b][/color] Will update next round.