<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Damian Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The Knight of Macchia</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/f04d0e7d-47cb-46c3-9078-a865b799dfcd_zps438626a1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Damian had already downed some ale as he believed that none of his kids would dine with him. Hector had probably ruffled the feather of Lady Iris by now and Danielle was maybe close to her target Yakari, as the young Aeide wasn't in the grand hall either. He had no doubts that Martine would give Sir Abel some hard time and that the young Delecroix wouldn't harm her. Some people were so silly about nobility and how to treat a lady properly. He had never treated his wife like that, maybe it had worn her out in the end, but he had three lovely kids, who needed some wife asking for knightly behaviour? Honestly Damian would respect some wild female warrior far more than a lady. But in this society none of those were found. It was different with the northern folks but those blonde valkyrs weren't really women in his opinion. All the nothern folks weren't human after all.<br/><br/>When the door of the grand hall opened and his eldest and youngest poured in with their Delecroix counterparts he looked up surprised. Now, Lady Iris seemed not close to tears and Sir Abel seemed not completely unhappy either. This alliance may indeed work? Well, that was far more as he could have expected. If Danielle would now make some bound with the Aeide, then he could go against the d'Aries for a change without having to fear that all would come down on him like vultures.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Now, now. I already believed that I see nobody tonight anymore. I nearly ordered a half ox for dinner, but now that you are all here, we can start on the feast.”</span><br/><br/>Damian waved one of the boys over and ordered another ale for himself and a large plate of ox, boar and hare. That seemed enough for starters.<br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><br/>“Don't be shy, Sir Abel. They prepared it all for us to eat what we like.”</span><br/><br/>The ale and the prospect of war on the horizon with some allies at his side clearly had heightened his mood.</div>