<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF4000"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Danielle Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The eldest daughter of Sir Damian</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/4e51f369-c715-4651-ade7-9f8d4b695ba4_zps51b9a8d9.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Danielle flared up like a bonfire, when Sir Alexander talked about her and Yakari. He could run around her as much as he wanted, she would always just ignore him, but if he decided to get between her and Yakari she would kill him. <br/><span style="color: #FF8000"><br/>“Sir Yakari is none of your business, asshole. He will love me, I know it. If even idiots like you are running after me, then he won't pass on that chance, once Amena isn't on his mind anymore. And she won't when I am finished with her. But if I only get the idea that you are after Sir Yakari to make me fall for you, then...”</span><br/><br/>Danielle didn't spoke it out but one look in her narrowed eyes and her distorted face told enough. She was more and more drifting away into insanity. She refused to speak another word with Sir Alexander until they left the stables and returned to the tournament area. Danielle saw Leon walking towards his tent. She turned to Sir Alexander once more.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"As you are picturing me in a far more regal role than as the wife of a poor third string noble, I will go for the best there is now. Have a good time, Sir Alexander."</span><br/><br/>Walking up to Leon she stopped him before he could enter his tent, but her well rehearsed speech stuck in her throat on his words. She blushed immediately and scolded herself for falling to the words of such a womanizer. But still, she followed him into the tent, nervous as hell when he send his servants out to watch for eavesdroppers as he needed some intimacy with Lady Danielle. Oh damn, if those words spread around everybody would believe she had humped him. Damn. She opened her mouth to speak, but again she couldn't bring the words out, as he started first.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Help me with my armor, Danielle. I guess you have done that with Hector too, so there is nothing new about that."</span><br/><br/>She walked hesitantly over and helped him undress, but she could feel every nerve in her tingle, when he took of his shirt and she could smell the musk of his body so close. He was a damn good-looking guy and the most dangerous one she had ever been around. If he would throw her now to the ground, who may save her? Danielle swallowed a lump and she nearly cried out in panic, when Leon sat down on a chair and pulled her on his lap. His hands held her there, not allowing her to move away, his sweaty torso only inches away from her.<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>"I always wanted to have you sitting in my lap, Danielle. And to see the fear in your eyes. You are really a beauty, it is unbelievable that your father has two so pretty daughters, but he seemed to be lucky. Now, as I doubt you want to tell me that you love me and that you want to have a kid from me...what leads you to my tent? It must be something important,because you would never enter the lion's den out of free will..."</span><br/><br/>She stiffened when she felt his thumb brush over the skin at her arm...oh, my, what did she do?</div>