<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #400080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Iris Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #8040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1155.photobucket.com/albums/p543/Rikasha16/Stuff/632697-anneoa017864.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Iris was grateful that she had made two friends, one being very outspoken and the other being very unique in her own way. Two very interesting people even if one did find it amusing to pick on her brother. Since the girl seemed to enjoy it so much Iris figured it would be a constant thing between the two of them so she might as well get used to it now. Marina, although laughing, tried to get Martine to stop but that clearly wasn't happening any time soon, oh well Iris was taking her leave at the moment any way.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Alright then..as much fun as this is I have to depart from you both right now. I will see you Lady Martine, Lady Marina as soon as I can. It was a pleasure chatting with you both."</span>She said with a smile as she took her brother's hand and left with him.<br/><br/>Now that she was alone with her brother once again, she had to wonder how long she would be with him for now. Probably until it was his turn to joust and afterwards she would be with him again. It was something she had grown accustomed to, it was tedious but it was her life being near him all the time. After some time she noticed they were walking over to the stables and she tensed up because of it since it reminded her of the mare that she witnessed her brother put down.<span style="color: #8040FF">"Why are we here brother..."</span>the girl asked while she began to squeeze his hand tightly. Iris swore she was going to get upset all over again and because of that she really didn't notice Sir Hector at the stables with his own horse at first but soon would.<br/><br/>By the way she was acting, it must have been slightly obvious that she already knew the fate of the precious mare that she loved so much, Scarlet was her name and one of her closest friends. That horse meant a lot to her and kept her in mind of her mother so it was really painful for her to lose it like she did. Iris didn't want to be upset with her brother but the wound had yet to heal, also she didn't expect to lay eyes upon the beautiful mare that he had gotten for her to make up for things and ease her pain. Witnessing it made her quite speechless.<br/><br/>Though a bit shocked, Iris's attention was slightly taken away from the horse when her eyes laid upon Sir Hector who was checking up on his own horse and striking up a conversation with it. He was the last person she expected to see here and honestly, she wasn't too sure how to react to his presence.