<span style="color: #FFBF40"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Devona</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/16aaa03c-d70c-49d0-833d-aa82d7697d9f_zpsf037c19c.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Sir Abel M. Delecroix</span></span></div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #0040FF">“What? Is my husband so old, that chasing his wife down is already too much of a burden for him? He prefers his wife to come cuddling up to him? Well, I see our future already clearly. You stay at home and raise the kids, while I ride out with your knights and defend the borders. It is really giving you too much of a strain to move your tired body...” </span></span></span>Martine said with laughing eyes. Abel gave a joking pout,<span style="color: #FFBF00"><span style="font-weight: bold">"Well, I'm not opposed to my wife coming to cuddle me, but for her to ride out with my knights? Oh I can't have that. I guess I'll just have to get into better shape, hmm?" </span></span>Martina simply grabbed his hand and began to drag him down the stairs and he couldn't help but smile at how cute she was--though he didn't say it out loud. He had a feeling she'd reprimand him for that.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"Oi! Martine, so eager to beat on your future husband?"</span></span>he asked with a chuckle, following her quite willingly to where ever she felt like dragging him. He had a feeling that would be what the rest of his life was going to be like, but he hoped she'd never find out--though he had a feeling she already knew. Martine was too clever for Abel's own good. He just had to remember not to spoil the beauty, or else he'd never have the upper hand.<br/><br/>It didn't take long for them to get to the practice grounds and Abel had a feeling he would be impressed by the ever-surprising Martine. If there was anything he had ever done right in his life, it was saying yes to this future marriage. She was everything he had not known he wanted or needed.