<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/>Perhaps Alexander would have minded a woman getting ahead of him if it weren't Marina, but as it was the view was lovely. Her backside boasted of smooth curves and her hair flew behind her like silk. He gave a chuckle, kicking his horse into speed and caught up with her easily.<span style="color: #0040FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Lady Marina, do you always taunt the men so?"</span></span>he asked over the wind and giving a teasing smirk.<br/><br/>Lady Marina certainly did not have to hope that she brought more comfort to him--comfort seem to flow from her without her notice and Alexander basked in it like a fat cat in hay. To be running through the meadows on horseback with a gorgeous woman as he was, he couldn't imagine how anything could ruin the day. Even the woes of the morning faded easily enough and the feeling of the breeze cooled his temper without issue.<br/><br/>They neared a large tree that stood alone in the meadows. It was an ancient tree that no one in the kingdom dare cut down as it was far too beautiful. He slowed his horse some and then stopped completely, dismounting. He suddenly grabbed a pack off his horse's saddle that he had packed right before he had gone to pick up Marina the first time. He stood as he waited for Marina to stop and gave her a smile,<span style="color: #0040FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"I hope you do not think me too bold, but I packed us some food and ale to enjoy out here--I wanted it to be a surprise, but the morning took us." </span></span>