Left... it seemed like an endless trek across an unchanging landscape. The white of the north seemed to blind his soul and mirror the confusion he fel.... Who was he, really? Was he truly a paladin? Or was he simply as the Duchess had said, a spoiled nobleman who was expendable with delusions of grandeur. The others, they all seemed so sure in their own identities, he mused.The days seemed to merge one after the other as they slowly marched towards the Castile. It became repetitive, which he did. While he is wondering whether her display is accidental or deliberate, she straightens up and says, ‘Would you please excuse me for a moment as I have something to do upstairs. Make yourself comfortable. I’m sure Tim won’t be too much longer now.’ ‘Thanks, Mrs. Howard,’ Jack manages to say, and she leaves the room, leaving him to reflect on the glimpse of loveliness he had just enjoyed. He decides that it was just an accidental exposure and files it away in his brain for when he next needs to. "You wished to see me?" Ms. Taylor said as she entered John's office. Rose was an attractive woman about five foot six with her blond hair cut short of her shoulders and her expressive blue eyes seem to sparkle even at the worst of times. "Do you want me to take notes professor?" Not at this time Ms. Tyler, I need to talk to you about one of my students, it seems that this student cheated on one of my tests." Who was it?" Rose asked as she took a seat in front of John's desk. "What is his. For the first time, Lisa’s lips touched Homer’s. As they went over to Marge, Bart and Maggie, Homer asked intoxicated to Marge ``Honey, can we have our time?” Marge said in affection ``Of course, Homey.” Homer lifted Marge off the ground and held her tight. They glanced into each other’s eyes as Homer took Marge to the sofa and he laid her on top of him. Bart did the same thing to Lisa and laid her on top of him and Maggie joined. All the family are on the couch. Lisa and Bart kissed as Lisa.