Sapphire Blue

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Let me not to the marriage

of true minds admit impediments.

Love is not love

Which alters when it alterations finds

Or bends with the remover to remove

Shakespeare?

Love's not time's fool,

through rosy lips and cheeks

Within his bending sickle's compass come

Love alters not with his

brief hours and weeks

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

He exists.

- Paul, this is wonderful. Thank you.

- I knew you'd like it.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Enough for today. My quill is calling.

I bet he's working on "Romeo and Juliet".

He wears the Lodge's cloak.

It's the Count of Saint-Germain.

And the other one?

The first time traveller

already lived in 1609.

Lancelot de Villiers.

You are deluded, my son.

Let the grace of God guide you.

Do you really believe

in the omnipotence of your God?

It is shameful how you disregard the laws of time.

And use our gift to manipulate the future.

Isn't it everybody's duty to improve the future?

I will destroy your diabolical time machine.

You want to build a world by your rules

and rise above God's creation.

My new world order is important.

Don't move!

More important than your life, my dear ancestor.

The Amber ring.

Let's get out of here.

Come on, Lucy.

Sapphire Blue

For centuries the time travelling gene has passed down

through the Montrose and de Villiers families.

It wasn't revealed until recently

that I, Gwendolyn Shepherd,

Princess of Chaos, bumblebrain

and black sheep of the family,

has inherited the gene.

Because of this gene mutation,

I must travel in time regularly

using the chronograph.

If I don't, I'm surprised by spontaneous

time jumps which can be dangerous.

You'll see what we do with the likes of you.

I depend on the Guardians as they control the chronograph.

And now me.

Initially everyone thought that my brilliant

but uppity cousin Charlotte inherited the gene.

To Charlotte!

Unfortunately, I am the Ruby now.

Gwendolyn might be our new Charlotte.

You're kidding!

Gideon de Villiers is the Diamond

The Lodge prepared him and

Charlotte for their mission for years.

Stay away from Gideon!

Everyone thinks I'm an abject failure.

Gwendolyn has two left feet

and no more than ninepence in the shilling.

So nobody explains to me what's going on.

There's this obscure Count of Saint-Germain.

Also a time traveller and head of the Lodge,

despite living in the 18th century.

I don't trust that old sod an inch.

I will not suffer you to break my rules!

He ordered that the blood of all time travellers

must be read into the chronograph.

Before me, my cousin Lucy was

the last time traveller in our family.

She went against the Lodge

and was forced to escape into the past.

She took the chronograph to prevent

the "Circle of Blood" from closing.

Surrender!

But the Lodge has another chronograph,

which they're now using to close the "Circle".

The ultimate question is, why did Lucy run away?

And what is my role in all this?

Gideon? Yes, listen.

On 30 October 1912, Lady Tilney played golf

in Hyde Park with two lovely relatives.

That must have been Lucy and Paul.

No, we must meet them. When can you be here?

Miss Gwendolyn, you shouldn't be here.

- What are you even looking for?

- Answers to at least a thousand questions.

Mr. George, you must help us again.

We need to travel to 1912.

- Who were you talking talking to?

- Me? To no one.

Nobody else has access to the archives.

There'll be changes around here.

Mr. George is an old friend of my grandfather's

and the only person I trust.

Miss Gwendolyn, do not look at me like that.

You know I am not allowed to help you.

Gideon is my partner in time travel.

Show-off, daredevil,

heartbreaker, smart-arse, cockalorum.

And all the while damn sexy.

I'd throw you off too.

Who came up with the side saddle anyway?

- This is bloody stupid.

- Now, now, Miss Shepard.

Just because you're overwhelmed by etiquette,

you needn't get verbally abusive.

- Nervous?

- Not if you keep to our agreement.

- Three questions, no tricks and

- And we leave when you say so. I know.

We are on the wrong side of Serpentine Lake.

The bridge hasn't been built yet.

- Oh, what now?

- All the way back. At full gallop.

Wait, what?

- Why did you steal the chronograph?

- We had our reasons. You'll find out soon enough.

Unlike you, I am prepared to make

sacrifices for our cause. For it is worthy!

It's embarrassing that you still

believe in the Lodge's lies.

Paul, hello.

Lucy...

Lady Tilney!

- Hello.

Gwendolyn! Is the Lodge treating you well?

Never submit to these snobbish old crodgers!

Will golf be popular in the future?

Shall I rather play tennis? Or rugby?

You'll be the first woman to win

the Royal Britannia Golf Trophy.

Golf it is then! How wonderful!

- Ten more minutes.

- Yes.

Why did you steal the time machine and run away?

To protect you.

Protect me from what?

A special power will be created once the blood of all

twelve time travellers is read into the chronograph.

And with your blood the circle will be closed.

Your life's in danger. Be careful!

Is that so? How would you know?

Why do you pretend to care

and risk your lives for hers?

You don't even know her.

- Gwendolyn, you...

- You are special.

There're signs, references,

prophecies in ancient manuscripts

For years we've travelled through

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