<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of D'Aries</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Asture</span></span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/4d346bf9-c817-405c-b853-1d680fc1dba7_zps5271719f.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lord Alexander D'Aries</span></span></div><br/><br/>Alexander had simply reacted when he caught Danielle in his arms as she was thrown to his chest. He steady her, "Are you alright?" he asked with concern. As much as he had been hurt by Danielle, he was not fond of seeing her so tossed about.<br/><br/>It seemed her father had found out the news of her evening before Alexander could form a proper plan to get her out of the situation. He needed to come up with something to stop the violence that was sure to erupt. It seemed Gregorio, even for all his faults, was not willing to see Danielle abused either.<br/><br/>What could he possibly say? Perhaps use Leon's reputation and explain it later? Leon would be angry, no doubt--but Alexander couldn't watch this erupt. "Ah. Lord Damian. Thank goodness you have arrived. Sir Leon has been quite dastardly. I was hoping to speak to you about it..."