<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 smiled at her brother and wished him luck on his joust, though for once he seemed to have his mind on something other than her safety which was a good thing in her eyes. She turned to Martine who just seemed as happy as ever and her and Marina let out a soft chuckle from it.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Yes my brother is a good man..he actually gave me a new horse, she's very beautiful with the bluest eyes i've ever seen on a horse. Recently my old mare had to be put down..she used to be my mother's so it was very hard for me. Also he gave me my mother's necklace..he told me he wanted to wait for the right time to give it to me. I'm happy to have finally gotten it and i'm so grateful for my brother. I know I may be on edge about his ways when it comes to protecting me but I don't know what i'd ever do without him."</span><br/><br/>Another smile came across her face after her words were said, she truly did cherish her brother and always would no matter what. Even if she should marry Sir Hector her brother would always be an important man in her life.<span style="color: #8040FF">"I'm sure you both would be happy together if you should marry. You did seem to blush a tad bit earlier."</span>She chuckled and took a look at the dagger. Iris knew that the two would soon marry but she didn't think it was her place to make the statement and the girl will know eventually. Iris wasn't like Abel so she wouldn't take the blunt approach like he did when telling her of her arrangement to Sir Hector.<br/><br/>Now it was finally her brother's turn in the joust and she watched him eagerly hoping for the best. The strike he had gotten to his shoulder worried her a bit but he still won which made her happy. As he approached them and gave his helmet to Martine, Iris smiled but had a worried expression on her face.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Abel is your shoulder alright..I hope it's not causing you much pain.."</span>