<span style="color: #FFBF40"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Devona</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/16aaa03c-d70c-49d0-833d-aa82d7697d9f_zpsf037c19c.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Sir Abel M. Delecroix</span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Abel laughed at the pout Martine had put on, one that he wasn't sure she knew she had.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #0080FF"> "If you say so....ok. Pfft, knights and honor, who needs both truely?"</span></span>she said grumpily.<span style="color: #FFBF40"> "Careful Martine, one might think you want me to take you," </span>Abel said flirtatiously.<br/><br/>At the mention they should meet up with Damian, Martine only share more of her grumpy teasing,<span style="color: #0080FF"> <span style="font-style: italic">“Sure he is. He is always like that. But maybe Hector and your sister have enchanted him and he is only mad on you, believing that you took my virginity in the meantime. Oh, but no, there is Hector and is he carrying your sister?”</span> </span>Abel turned to face the direction Martine was and he frowned,<span style="color: #FFBF40">"It looks like he is...is she hurt?"</span>he pondered. He resisted the urge to go over to meet them, worried that his sister had possibly gotten hurt. Why else would someone carry her around?<br/><br/>However, his fears were quickly put to rest as he saw Hector set Iris down and Martine waived them over. Abel relaxed some, then looked down at Martine,<span style="color: #FFBF40">"I'm not going to carry you everywhere, I hope you know..."</span>he said teasingly.