<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of D'Aries</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Asture</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/4d346bf9-c817-405c-b853-1d680fc1dba7_zps5271719f.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lord Alexander D'Aries</span></span></div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"Forgive me Sir Leon, as my father also taught me to protect the honor of unwilling ladies and we all know how much your father did the exact opposite. If I had known Lady Danielle was so willing after only a few minutes ago claiming her love for your younger brother, I would not have taken pause. My apologies. You won't find my ears near here anymore," </span></span>Alexander replied, giving a mocking bow to Danielle and a nod to Leon. So, it seemed Danielle was one to spread her love, regardless of her claims. Why did it not surprise him? It did not sting as he assumed it would, but he was very disappointed in Danielle for some reason. He had never expected her to be so low. Perhaps he should re-evaluate who he would bring to the throne with him. He left the tent swiftly, heading to town for the tavern.<br/><br/>Still, he was angry. He wondered what he should do about it, but realized that his anger was clouding his judgement. He needed a moment to himself and then he would figure what he would do. Danielle was being a difficult little woman and he wasn't sure if he cared to follow her into whatever plotting she had going. He loved an amibtious lady, but he did not enjoy one who was so...inconsistent. He inwardly gave thanks to Leon for one thing, though--and that was a glimpse at Danielle's tantalizing breast. He only hoped his lust would not mud up his mind.