<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of D'Aries</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Asture</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/4d346bf9-c817-405c-b853-1d680fc1dba7_zps5271719f.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lord Alexander D'Aries</span></span></div><br/><br/>Alexander gave a laugh,<span style="color: #0080FF"> "I doubt he views it as friendship. He is a rather dangerous man, though I have a feeling he is not as hard hearted as people claim...but I could be off the mark. Either way, I wouldn't risk running into him if I were you."</span>Alexander caught himself staring into Marina's eyes, then turned away suddenly from them realizing what he was doing. She was such a beauty that it was hard to not look at her. She seemed so gentle and energetic at the same time, and he found that he very much liked that combination.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Reading is rather good for the soul, and you seem like you have the best soul there is around thus far--so I can't say I am surprised. Although, I do wonder how you manage to sit still for it, even now you are dancing--"</span>he said, pointing out the fact that Marina was slightly moving to the beat of some music going on in the background as she walked. What was he so upset about earlier? He couldn't remember.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"I bet there is dancing going on somewhere in the castle--there usually is. Would you care to join me? I mean, I know we are headed to eat, so two birds as they say..."</span>