Emilio fidgeted in his seat in his carriage. His fiance, Fiona, was sitting beside him, stroking his knee comfortingly. She was going to meet Emilio's father today. Oh, god. Emilio was scared, to say the least. His father was an intimidating man, having narrowly escaped the law countless times back in his outlaw days. He was a tough, burly man, and Emilio was afraid he'd be embarrassed, or his father would be mad for, wel...not visiting him in about five years.

Emilio sighed. How were they even related, they were really nothing alike?? He drowned out his fiance's voice as he nervously looked out the window, watching the city disappear behind them. Well, there goes his safe place.