<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/><br/>Iris was a little relieved when Martine told her about Hector, sure this may have been the only time he did something like this to his sister out of anger and stress but she wanted to believe he wouldn't do something like this again. She smiled softly at Martine and nodded at her question. Her family surely did surprise her a bit since they were so different from her own, then again she was the only girl in her family besides her mother and she had passed away.<br/><br/><br/>Iris followed the girl to the bench and sat down quietly but soon smiled at Martine. It was easy to understand why she acted the way she did so she didn't hold it against her too much.<span style="color: #8040FF">"It's alright really. It was a bit unusual for me to hear but I can understand. I know we are too different people but dint let my lady like appearance fool you. I have no sisters only brothers so I was taught how to defend myself properly. My brother is protective but he means well. I think he's lightening up thanks to you. I'm glad you both get along so well cause I really do like your brother Martine."</span>she said as a light blush appeared on her cheeks.