<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Lady Melina Del'Castellorosso</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Angel of Riace'</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/9960c406-7aeb-4e5b-9174-36e83dbe1238_zpscc943042.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Melina had not forgotten about her mission. She had to find out who had called the wife of Sir Robert. It was someone from Levonshire and Levonshire had three houses. One of them was that of Sir Hagener from Alpi. She had never met the one they called ‘The Loon’ before, but he made his name some honor, by not giving up after being defeated. She worried a little for Sir Yakari, but he had won the fight and that was exactly what played in her cards. Losers like Sir Hagener, especially those losing more than a fight, were usually found later with a mug of Ale. Or two, three or more of those. And drunken people start talking. Not usually but often. She hoped Sir Hagener would make no difference in that.<br/><br/>Melina turned to Sir Robert, who had watched the fight too, but with different hopes. He wasn’t in the best mood, now that Sir Yakari had won, but at least the young Lord was injured with made him feel a little better. That his daughter had yelled for Sir Yakari had mightily pissed him and when she rushed off after him, he wanted to get up, but Melina put his hand on his arm.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“No, stay. We have a plan remember. You talk with Sir Leon after his fight and he shall go after your daughter. You do nothing to make this plan fail, I really ask you for that. I understand that the actions of your daughter anger you, but Leon has to take care of that.”</span><br/><br/>Sir Robert glared at her, but then he nodded and a deep sigh left his mouth. Melina squeezed his arm assuringly. She waited some more minutes until she was sure that Sir Robert had calmed a least a little down, before she got up.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“I will try to help Sir Hagener to get drunken. Maybe I learn something from him about what happened twenty years ago. Don’t forget to speak to Leon after his fight. It is important. If you miss that, I won’t be able to woo him tonight and to make it a deal. I count on you in that, Sir Robert.”</span><br/><br/>Melina walked away from the stands and as expected she found Sir Hagener at a table. Three empty mugs were already standing in front of him and Melina ordered two more. One for her and one for the Loon. Without asking she sat down opposite of him and he looked up. <br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">“I don’t need a whore now…go away.”</span><br/><br/>Melina let out one of her beautiful laughs and pushed one of the mugs over to him.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">“I’m no whore, Sir. And I have no intention to seduce you. But it is not the first time I see a man devastated, so allow me to drink with you. It was a shitty day, we should forget about it.”</span><br/><br/>The man snorted but he grabbed the mug and downed it in one big gulp. Melina was impressed and she ordered another one.</div>