<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Yakari Aeide</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The youngest 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/e502d570-9e84-4133-bfed-cd10f89cd1f5_zpsb0fae3ac.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #80FF00">"It's a silly question, never mind. I'm just being ridiculous."</span><br/><br/>Yakari gave her a soft bite into her shoulder as a reaction.<br/> <br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“Don't be silly, sweetheart. Nothing we ever talk about is ridiculous. And I know why you want to escape that memory. Leon had bragged to his brother what he had done on his last visit at Galline, so I guess that this memory wasn't your best one. Nevertheless I had seen you there and I had seen you in front of my tent. And I knew who you were, I remembered you, although you looked a lot better than as a young girl. But I didn't rescue you because of your looks...”</span><br/> <br/>He giggled and wrapped his arm around her, letting his hand rest on her breast, squeezing it lightly. He had rescued her because of her father harrassing her. But that didn't mean that he had not found her attractive. But he had not remembered the times in Galline until Amena had brought it up. It was a past that was long gone, him being sent off and growing up far away from home.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Why did you look at me all that time on that visit? Did you fancy me somehow? Because I know that you only watched me, never my older brothers..."</span></div>