<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/>Marina was likely the most reasonable woman Alexander had ever met. She seemed to have a proper head on her shoulders and it was fastened tightly onto those smooth shoulders of hers.<span style="color: #0080FF"><span style="font-weight: bold"> "My Lady, I will only bother you with questions once I have answered all of yours. It just doesn't seem right otherwise,"</span></span>Alexander answered, guiding Marina to the stables so they could get their horses for the meadows.<br/><br/>Marina looked lovely, even in an apron. No matter what she wore, it seemed, her nobility would shine through--along with her unending soft beauty. Alexander had to rip his eyes away from Marina's face, worried that he would be trapped by her enchanting eyes. If Alexander had believed in superstitions, he would have thought Marina to be some sort of witch or succubus with how easily he was beginning to develop feelings for her.<br/><br/>He worried, though, for her safety. He doubted Danielle loved him, but if she did--would she do the same to him and Marina as she had Yakari and Amena? He didn't think so, as it seemed she had just buckled under the pressure the day before, but it was still a slight concern to him. Danielle, while beautiful and intelligent, had seriously caused him to doubt his intentions with her. Did he really love her, as he had said? He thought he had, a part of him still thought he did. It was a lot to consider, and there was the idea of how Gregorio would retaliate if he did not get his own way. Alexander could not live with that on his conscience. He could not live with the idea that Gregorio would force his way into Marina's lands and her thighs--Marina didn't deserve such harsh treatment.