The third point of view:
A week later....
Niklaus' place was a hub of activities as everyone hurried to get their things packed.
"Oh yeah," Reina was on the phone with Emily while at the same time directing the maids on the bags to load into the car.
"At this rate, we'll arrive in six or seven hours. The children are a mess," Reina sighed.
It was partially her fault anyway, if only she had woken up on time. But then, she and Niklaus had been busy with sexy times. Her beast of a husband had claimed that there would be no time nor privacy to, you know, do it and so they went at it as if they were stockpiling sex for the rainy days. God, her hips still hurt. It was a miracle she could still walk.
"I can't wait to see you guys, sometimes, it gets so boring at the palace," Emily complained.
"Well, soon, you'd be getting enough of me and the kids," Just hope you don't get scared soon.
