<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #800080">Lady Marina Tremoulin</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF8000">House of Tremoulin</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1155.photobucket.com/albums/p543/Rikasha16/Anime%20girl%20brown%20hair/153289.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Marina smiled from the beautiful flowers she was given by Abel, it was a kind gesture but she was more pleased to see that Martine had enjoyed her gift as well. The gift he had given his sister however seemed very lovely and she would have liked to see the horse that her friend now owned, she was very sure it was beautiful.<br/><br/>Now that Sir Abel had finished his joust and the tournament was over, Marina didn't have much of a reason to stay so she turned to her friends and smiled.<span style="color: #FF8000">"I really enjoyed my time with all of you but I should probably take my leave now. I hope to see you all again very soon and don't worry i'll be fine on my own."</span>If anything she was just going straight to her room and she was cautious so she wouldn't get in that same predicament again. Besides there were still good people here and plenty of guards so she was safe for the most part, especially since a good portion knew she was a noble woman.<br/><br/>After waving her friends off, Lady Marine left the stands and took a moment to herself. She was thinking about what she should do now since she had a nice conversation with her friends and each had their own worries and concerns so she didn't feel alone, still she was unsure of what to do but at least she knew that there were people she could turn to.