<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBF00"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Hector Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The son of Sir Damian</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/6bbbeb79-fa04-4652-b13f-3d557c14a060_zps5c5dbdf8.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Hector enjoyed her choice. He was more the outdoor guy than the shopping guide, so it was fine with him. He led her from the tournament grounds and funny enough the followed the same invisible path to the cliff Amena and Yakari had chosen earlier. The cliff seemed to be quite the attraction to young couples.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Don't even think of boring me with your conversation, Lady Iris. I have grown up with Danielle and Martine, it is not that I don't like to listen to ladies. I may look like some brute, by I am none. Well, at least not until I am in the arena or on the battlefield. But this is neither nor. I know that you have a lot of doubts when it comes to my personality, so maybe we play a little question and answer. I want to be honest to you and there may come up some things, were you may believe that you could have lived better without knowing them. But I disagree with that. There is nothing more disturbing in a relationship, when you learn after some years that your partner has kept something in the dark from you. Better you know about all the bodies in the closet from the beginning."<br/></span><br/>They had started to walk through the high grass and Hector caught a big locust in his hand. he placed it on the bare arm of Iris and she snickered, when the legs tickled her.</div>