<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Melina Del'Castellorosso</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Angel of Riace'</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/9960c406-7aeb-4e5b-9174-36e83dbe1238_zpscc943042.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Melina was a little bit surprised that Robert remembered the girl. She had thought he had been a wild one like Leon in his youth, but obviously he was wrong. Well, life was seldom fair and that he knocked a girl up on one rape, that the girl decided to kill herself, that her lover called for revenge and that the revenge was successful. It was all some line of bad luck. Maybe they all had to pay their prices, maybe the life would be totally different if someone wouldn't always call for bad luck. And maybe she could talk Sir Robert out of this plan to ruin his daughter's and Yakari's life, but she was too cowardly to even try it. <br/><br/>She watched him sign the paper and he even knew where the mayor was. She would finish this off, then she would look for Amena and tell her that she would get the money tomorrow and maybe she would get drunk then until her lights went off like a lamp. Because she had no intention to spend her night with nightmares of Amena and Yakari. <br/><br/>When Robert's lips were suddenly on hers, she couldn't even react as she was totally shocked. And his comment shocked her even more. Was she already so close to her target? To a life in safety? Or would her actions just start the next chain of bad luck and Yakari would go after her like the Loon did after Sir Robert? Melina sighed and walked over to the drunken mayor. She had her doubts that this old fart would really ever remember what he signed her or when he signed it, but it did not matter to her. She pressed the thumb of the mayor in the ink pot and placed a proper print of his thumb on the paper. Now he should try to talk himself out of it. She rolled the parchment together and walked out of the tavern taking a deep breath. <span style="font-style: italic">So close, Melina, so close.</span> She had to tell it to herself over and over again to find enough courage to do the next step.<br/><br/>She found Leon in his tent, cleaning up. Someone, probably Danielle had left a mess there. She handed him the parchment. Leon looked at it and frowned on the print of the thumb. He cocked his brow amused at her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“He was so drunk he would never remember he signed, so I thought some safety would be good.”</span><br/><br/>Leon laughed and gave her a clap on her back.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"You're a really clever girl, Melina. I would like to discuss with you one day how we can work together. I like your cunning way and that you still have some heart and some conscience. Beware those, Melina. You are too young to turn into a cold monster."</span><br/><br/>The last words still rang in her ears when she walked up to the palace. <span style="font-style: italic">You are too young to turn into a cold monster.</span> If Leon knew how she felt right now...even a monster had more heart.</div>