<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 laughed out loud, when the Valkyr asked her to be blunt with her. The only reason why she had not been blunt was the fear of angering her. Now it looked like the opposite achieved that.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Oh, sorry, I was only pussyfooting around you, because I didn't wanted to anger you. Usually I am very blunt and direct, but I still have no idea how I have to treat you. After all you can crush me with your pinkie if you want to do so. I am a little bit frightened of you and extremely fascinated, but I'm still developing a feeling for your temper and your behaviour. It is not so easy, if I display lady-like behaviour it will offend you and if I am too direct it may make you angry. But I hope I will learn it sooner or later. Ok, next question, what is your name? And had it been always your name? Is there a meaning bahind it? Ok, now it were three questions.”</span><br/><br/>The rider in front of them was really going slow, but until the moment they were just beside them, Melina didn't realise it was because he had a person sitting on his lap, one arm tenderly around her and her heads close to each other. It was a girl, young, dark-haired, beautiful. Ok, not as beautiful as herself, but Melina believed her to be a whore or a least a little slut, if her low cut clothes were giving any hint on that. The man was older, a lot older, she had seen him before in the castle, but she couldn't place for a second until she saw the banner on the saddle, the royal banner. Now she remembered him, the Reeve, Sir Edward. Would it be impolite not to greet him, or would it embarass him, if she did? In the end she took Thyra's advice and she was blunt.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Good morning, Sir Edward. Did you go on a morning ride or is the young woman your daughter and you invited her to the tournament?" </span><br/><br/>Melina knew that the girl was never ever his daughter, but at least she could make him feel uncomfortable. She had nothing against Sir Edward personally, but she blamed him partly for not coming to the aid of her family, when Felix had attacked them.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Good morning, Lady Melina. Valkyr Thyra, the same to you too. I hope your performance today will be one to remember."</span><br/><br/>Melina gave him a friendly nod and then they were past the two and once they gained some distance, she chuckled.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"He did not comment on her being his daughter. For me she looked like a whore. And I would say she wasn't just any whore, they seemed to know each other well."</span></div>