<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Leon Aeide</span></span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="font-weight: bold">The eldest son of the Earl of Eastshire</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/1a5b9afe-0161-4354-bc75-a3a3c40a5d28_zps38f9d31e.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Leon knew that something was up in the air the moment Adelaide didn't kiss him but placed her hand on his cheek. He cocked his brow and an amused smile was on his face. Now what was she up to? <br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"You smell of another woman..one he clearly goes for the less expensive fragrance by the smell..I hope she was good to you..."</span><br/><br/>Leon decided that attack was the best defence in this case. He had no idea if he really smelled of another woman or if Adelaide's spies had told her something. But he wanted to know what she knew.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Ah, I can't say which one used the cheap fragrance of the three. I think it was Amena, but maybe it was Melina or Danielle. I really don't now...but none was really good to me. The only one good for me is you."</span><br/><br/>Leon could see that Adelaide was fighting with herself to keep her cool composure, she was clearly more the jealous type and she was an emotional woman. But Leon played along, he wanted to know how much he could infuriate her until she would go after him.<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>"I'm sure Lady Danielle was...something wasn't she."</span><br/><br/>Leon grinned and he knew that it must look to Adelaide as if he remembered how Lady Danielle had been. In truth he knew now that maybe Sir Alexander had his hands in this.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Oh, absolutely. The moment she took her dress off and pressed her naked body at mine - that's nothing that happens to me daily. But I could used to noble ladies tearing their clothes off and jumping on me, asking me to take them..."</span></div>