<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #800080">Lady Marina Tremoulin</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF8000">House of Tremoulin</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1155.photobucket.com/albums/p543/Rikasha16/Anime%20girl%20brown%20hair/153289.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Marina smiled up at him when they danced but she was pretty surprised by his next actions. Seeing him gently move a strand of her hair out of her face and caress her cheek lightly made her blush softly. She wasn't expecting it even if it was nice. It wasn't anything bad or offensive and since it didn't seem to bother him she didn't see the point in making a big deal out of it.<span style="color: #FF8000">"O..oh thank you. But to answer your question i've never really written anything. I didn't think I'd be very good at is."</span><br/><br/>She stared up at him with those big brown eyes of his and just felt so content in his company. He was the one of the few nice men that she had met so far, also including Able and Gregario..though Gregario was still someone to be careful around. With Alexander she just felt happy and she wanted to know how he felt as well. Though as of right now she wasn't looking for a relationship, keeping her lands safe meant more to her than that so friendship was something she would accept and if love eventually found her then she'd welcome it with open arms.