<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Leon Aeide</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">The eldest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/1a5b9afe-0161-4354-bc75-a3a3c40a5d28_zps38f9d31e.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">A grin split on Leon’s face when Sir Robert revealed his true reasons to chose him. So, so, the little redhead feared him? Well, she better did, but the idea suddenly got tempting. On the other hand there was Adelaide and their own plans. A marriage to Amena didn’t really fit into his plans, if he was honestly it didn’t fit at all. But still....<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“You’re a really bad guy, Sir Robert. That’s a strange way to show your daughter fatherly love, but it is charming, I have to admit that. A woman should know her place in this world and I dislike little rebels as much as you do. I can imagine how easy it would be for you to command your daughter with me hanging over her head like the sword of Damocles. And your daughter is a pretty little thing, imagining the fear in her wide-open eyes has something very tempting. I admit that I am a little bit torn…”</span><br/><br/>Leon took another gulp of his ale. He had to think this over, a part of him liked the idea to sow fear in the heart of the young girl and to subdue her to his will, to make her a whimpering little mess when he would take her hard and merciless. But it was only a temporary high he would feel and was this worth to give up all his plans? A throne maybe? No, he would take his time to think it over and maybe he could come up with something that would allow him both, to see the fear in Amena’s eyes and to follow his own dreams too.<br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><br/>“I have to think it over, Sir Robert. You have my attention in this, that’s for sure. But there is a lot on the line with this decision, it has to be consider thoroughly. Give me a night to think it over, you will hear from me tomorrow. But I must say, you are really a bastard, Sir Robert, I like that…” </span><br/><br/>Leon laughed silently and downed his ale, getting up to return to his tent. If anything showed Sir Robert that Leon was indeed taking this offer seriously, then it was the fact, that Leon offered him his hand for good-bye. That was more than Sir Robert had ever got from the Aeide.</div>