The reverend had lost his thread and he stuttered badly trying to get into the flow again. The man was terribly nervous. Anthony could understand that... After all, Reverend Singleton was not used to performing a service in front of his sovereign.In the front pew to the right sat the dumpy figure of Queen Victoria of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland. The Queen had insisted on attending the service out of her friendship with Lady Lambert who had been her erstwhile tutor and lifelong. Ok?” I simply nodded my head and was glad to run out of the house to hide my embarrassment. But I was eagerly waiting for the night. Our village house was small, as all other houses. There was a kitchen and one room and a verandah outside. My father always slept in the verandah because it was cooler there. The front door was latched inside and if he wants to come in, he will have to knock and wake somebody to open the door. Me, my mother, my two sisters and the baby all slept in the one room. Her parents were frequently out of town as long haul truckers and to avoid spending so much time alone they wanted her to have a place to stay with people who cared about her.We spent a lot of time together riding bikes after classes let out.In the evening we would go in my bedroom to listen to music and do our homework.If my parents were home we would shut the door and turn the music up a little so we would not be discovered.I had a twin sized bed that we slept in,since we were both about. They were going to destroy her when, he felt their planet explode a mere half a planetary time unit after the Cliveastone world.The doctor was glad they had hesitated, especially when he discovered that her body fluids, could sustain them. Every time they took a dose it added at least a hundred solar time units. He growled a bit when Triot and a few of the council almost destroyed her.It had taken almost all his patience to keep from destroying Triot and the council. Reaching out he stretched.