<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #400080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Iris Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1155.photobucket.com/albums/p543/Rikasha16/Stuff/632697-anneoa017864.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Iris was trying to be as understanding as she possibly could with her brother, the last thing she wanted to do was be mad at him forever about her horse. It was a foolish and childish thing to do and she would not go down that path.<span style="color: #8040FF">"I didn't like seeing what you did..but I knew you had to. I couldn't expect to have Scarlet forever, I knew that one day she would be out of my life but it was difficult to see it. I was furious and sad about it but I understand..I won't hold it against you. I'm sure that one day I will love this beautiful mare just as much as I loved Scarlet.."</span>She said softly as she pet the kind creature, her connection to her previous horse would always be strong but she did feel an instant connection with this lovely mare as well.<br/><br/>The horse wasn't her only surprise though, the necklace that her mother had owned was also given to her and it was beautiful. She loved it and would cherish it deeply. A light smile appeared on her face as she gently touched the necklace and looked at her brother.<span style="color: #8040FF">"I miss her.."</span>It was a statement she knew she didn't have to make but she just felt the need to voice it for a moment. She truly did miss her mother but she felt her presence every so often..maybe it was just her wanting to have her mother around so badly but what young lady wouldn't? Even if the woman was no longer with her she knew she would still be guided some how.<br/><br/>However, the sentimental moment was soon over when he brotherly acknowledged Sir Hector which startled Iris all the more. His next statement didn't make her feel any better either. Apparently he would be her bride, it was something she assumed but it wasn't confirmed until now. Martine's words began to repeat over in her mind like a broken record which stirred up the nervousness and fear within her. She was terrified of marrying a man that only saw her as his enemy, who knows how he would treat her! She wanted to back away from him and leave, but running away wasn't her thing and she didn't want it to be. Besides Sir Hector's choice of words surprised her a bit and really made her think about what was next to come.<span style="color: #8040FF">"It's nice to meet you Sir Hector. I will not lie to you since I don't see the point in not being truthful. I've heard my fair share of things and thus it has made me weary of you which you can clearly see. Even so..your words..you're willing to try with me and I will not push you away without doing the same. I don't mind spending time with you in fact I would prefer it. If you are so willing to back out of an arrangement for my own happiness then it shows me that you do care..and I wouldn't want you to be in an unhappy marriage either. I really don't think you're a bad person Sir Hector.."</span><br/><br/>Her words were as sincere as she could possibly make them, she didn't want them to go through life being unhappy with one another so if there was a chance that they could find some common ground and even grow to enjoy one another then she would take that chance. Deep down she knew he was a really great man and a handsome one in his own way,that was just as confused about how to feel about all this as she was. Still, she was hoping for the best in this situation. Afterwards she would surely give her brother a scolding for throwing this on her so suddenly though!