<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/>If Danielle thought that Alexander was going to just sit there all willy nilly and do as she asked, she had another thing coming. He tied her horse up, vowing to buy a new one should it be stolen and took his own round back. He knew the church well, as he confessed his sins everyday, despite Danielle's belief--especially when he was Ipale. He just had a hard time controlling his lust. What was a man like him to do? He was single and he doubted her precious Sir Yakari hadn't had his wild oats sown before.<br/><br/>After he tied his horse and hid his weapons, he entered the church quietly, seeing Danielle at the priest approached her. He hid silently, listening to the conversation. He smirked at Danielle's words, she was a rather manipulative little woman, wasn't she? From her words, he could only guess that Lady Amena and Sir Yakari had married secretly already, and the priest's expression only confirmed it. She left, thinking she had victory and he grinned.<br/><br/>When she left, Alexander went after the priest stopping the incoherently mumbling man.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00"> "But she was always so honest..."</span></span>he muttered under his breath, seemingly in despair at the situation. No doubt he meant Lady Amena. Ah, the luscious little red-head. Alexander would have had a go at her if she weren't such a prude.<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Father..." </span></span>Alexander said, surprising the priest who looked up.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00"> "Oh! Sir Alexander...are you here for another confession? I'm afraid I can't right--"</span></span>Alexander held up his hand, cutting the priest off.<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold">"No, father. It's something different. I am looking for Lady Danielle. I saw her come into this church and hoped to catch her. Her father and I have been looking for her all day. She is just beside herself ever since she found Sir Yakari did not love her..."</span></span>Alexander trailed off, his eyes seemingly full of sympathy and pain. The priest nodded,<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"Yes, yes. She came to me and told me about how Sir Yakari and Lady Amena wished to marry, despite their betrothals..."</span></span>The priest did not admit to having already married them, but Alexander could see the fearful guilt that flooded his eyes.<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "Betrothals? Oh no. She's got it in her head that she was to marry Sir Yakari? The poor girl..."</span></span>Alexander said no more but he could see the relief in the priest's eyes.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"I mean, Lady Amena is betrothed. The crown has already agreed to it, but Sir Yakari? No, no. A free man, he is!" </span></span>Alexander gave a chuckle, waggling his eyebrows at the priest who put on a sour face at the display.<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #FFBF00">"In this church?!"</span></span>the priest admonished, and Alexander held his hands up in surrender.<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "I apologize father. You know how I am...I'll be sure to confess it. That poor girl...Perhaps I should call off our own betrothal. She is so in love with Yakari, despite the fact he hasn't a pot to piss in. He would never be able to afford a marriage,"</span></span>the priest nodded solemnly in agreement, pretending to be worried for Lady Danielle, but he looked at the door. No doubt the thought of Yakari being unable to pay back his debts and the idea that he had interfered with Lady Amena's supposed betrothal weighed heavily upon him. Alexander could see the man was desperate to get away to inform the Reeve of what he had done.<br/><br/>He didn't want the priest to think Lady Danielle was Sir Yakari's, because he very much desired to take her as his. She could have whatever revenge she wanted to dish out, but she was not going to make the priest believe it was her who was supposed to marry Yakari. If anything, she would belong to him by the end of this--whether by force or not. Now that he could see her wickedness, he was willing to be just as wicked. She acted high and mighty in her rejection of him, but she would soon find that he was the only man who would have her.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"Anyways, Father. Thank you for your help. As always, you do God's work," </span></span>with that, Alexander gave him a polite incline of his head and headed back where he entered. He strapped his weapons back on and walked his horse around to where Danielle likely was getting ready to hop on her own. He acted as if he had just taken a piss, adjusting his trousers and then looking mildly embarrassed when he came upon Lady Danielle about to ride off,<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #0080FF">"Ah! There you are--I was wondering what was taking so long. A lot of sins, do ya?"</span></span>he asked, waggling his brows at her teasingly. He mounted his horse, following her. She look rather annoyed that he had not left like she had hoped.