<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #40FF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Martine Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest daughter of Sir Damian</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d5668922-425e-4e73-8f97-dd73233101dd_zps99f99557.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Martine felt that she had made Sir Abel happy with her comment, but it had been simply the truth. He had held himself really good around her and he had been nice. If he could keep that up she would easily forget about Yakari and would put all her hopes in this arrangement. Only her father's dark intentions troubled her a little. She just hoped that between her and the not less serious Hector, as it seemed for now with Lady Iris, he may find none to follow his orders.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"I couldn't imagine denying her anything, to be quite honest..."</span><br/><br/>Martine tsked and shook her head. Sir Abel still had to learn that he had to be more careful with his offers around her. When called her quite the bully, she laughed and shook her head.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“No, not really. I just learned that it is the easier way to know your opponent, if you are a little cocky and teasing. Most men have a problem with that. They feel either embarrassed or attacked. But you see, I could have sweet-talked you for two hours and you would have been as wise as before. Now you know that I am not the flowers but more the dagger type, that I know how to use it, I even carried one before by the way and that it is quite easy to impress me by not taking my words lightly. That's quite a lot for five minutes, don't you think?”</span><br/><br/>She gave him an amused smile, but then her face got serious. It was just fair that she warned him a little. He was really nice and he had to be careful not to be too nice with her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“But honestly, you shouldn't sugarcoat me and you shouldn't fulfill all my wishes. I am quite the tough girl, Sir Abel. You are better off with me if you don't spoil me. You will quickly learn when I really want something and when I am just trying to find your limit. Better be hard sometimes and deny me some things I want, because otherwise I will push the limits further and further until you won't be able to fulfill them anymore. I am not the luxury girl like Danielle. I enjoy a nice dress, sure, but I don't define me by my dresses. I am who I am and I don't need a fancy dress to show that to everyone.”</span><br/><br/>Martine believed that it was a fair warning, but it would make life for both of them easier. She wanted a husband she could respect as a man and as a partner. She wanted to be loved, not to be adored. And least of all she wanted to be a precious doll to him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Nowwww, as I am a young girl and you are already an old man..."</span>, Martine smirked at those words, <span style="color: #FF8000">"...tell me something about the old man, what he does when he is not trying to look good in a joust."</span></div>