<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #008080"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Damian Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The Knight of Macchia</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/f04d0e7d-47cb-46c3-9078-a865b799dfcd_zps438626a1.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Damian had watched the little exchange between his little one and the young lord with some amusement. It was obvious that they both liked each other and that they both liked to tease each other. Even if the results were sometimes not like expected, if the pained face of Sir Abel indicated it right. No he had not to worry about Sir Abel breaking up this arrangement, the man was head over heels falling for Martine.<br/><span style="color: #80FF00"><br/>"I think, Sir Damian, you've raised quite the fine daughter. If a man were to turn her away, he would be a fool." </span><br/><br/>Damian snorted and chuckled a little. Of course the young Delecroix was right, but there had been finer women left behind by nobles before.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"It's not as if there wouldn't be a great variety of nobles who would even be flattered by being titled fools. You know that in the game of power and intrigues being a fine woman is not worth a lot. But I agree with you. All my children make me proud and if Lady Iris manages to tame Hector a little bit and if you survive Martine...well, maybe my children will make me really happy one day."</span><br/><br/>And it was coming from heart this time. Sir Damian may be a warmonger and an aggressive man, but he really liked his kids. Of course they were means to a higher purpose to him, but if he could achieve that by making them happy, well, which father would be not a lucky man then? Outside of Sir Robert of course...</div>