<span style="color: #FFBF40"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">House of Delecroix</span><br/><span style="font-size: 130%; line-height: 116%;">Castle Devona</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/16aaa03c-d70c-49d0-833d-aa82d7697d9f_zpsf037c19c.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Sir Abel M. Delecroix</span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Martine was surely spoiling Abel with all her little kisses. He found them quite enjoyable and couldn't help but return them. Her lips were so soft and plump against his. He hoped he could kiss them everyday, if she would grant him such a treat. There was no doubt she was beautiful at first glance, but with every word she spoke she revealed more of her intelligence, causing her to grow in beauty.<br/><br/>When she began to explain Hector, Abel was glad that Hector was the type of man not to hit a woman, but it still bothered him that if Hector hated Iris he would put her through so much emotional and mental pain. Iris would be absolutely miserable, as she had always been surrounded by love and care. It did ease him some to know that Hector cared enough that he was offering Iris a chance to escape...and he could have sworn he saw some sort of attraction to Iris in the man's eyes. Martine was right, why would Hector bother marrying Iris if he hated her that much.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FFBF40">"I am not overprotective..."</span>he pouted out, knowing full well it was untrue--but still, he liked to believe he was only slightly cautious. He looked up at the sky, then back to Martine's beautiful blue eyes,<span style="color: #FFBF40">"I think perhaps we should start making our way to dinner...Unless you would desire to do something else for right now?" </span>he asked, not realizing how his words sounded. He had only meant walking around and seeing what the tournament had brought, but due to some sniggers around him, he realized with wide eyes how it sounded.<span style="color: #FFBF40"> "O-oh! N-no! Um, that...that came out a bit wrong, didn't it? I mean to say we could walk around and such!"</span>he tried to correct, clearly embarrassed.