<div class="floatleft">(http://img145.imageshack.us/img145/7149/viktormartinhead.jpg)</div>Viktor, The Hunt [Fredrick Martin, et al.]<br/><br/>Viktor knew that he had stumbled upon something. He leaned back in his saddle gazing at Bella as she spoke with a look of amusement. He knew full well that the elven girl was a complete stranger, yet it did not concern him much until now. It was just another piece of information to store away for future use. But upon hearing certain things about himself, his demeanor became more serious.<br/><br/>"No manners? Women as toys? So you, too, place much stock in the stories of servants. Why, dear Lady, you should not give in to the temptation of believing rumors so readily. It is quite unbecoming a lady of your stature. Not to mention, foolish to believe the lies others perpetuate." Viktor guided his horse a bit closer to hers, and leaned in slightly to speak to her. "And speaking of lies, please don't insult me by trying to feed me that line of deception about the latest new thing Lillian parades around with. Do not make such assumptions of me, when you and I both know that what Lillian is doing is far worse. Surely, you of all people understand what it's like to be used."<br/><br/>Viktor straightened up in his seat, one hand on the saddlehorn, as he attempted to push back a stray hair or two that had fallen in his face. "As far as my brother goes... his affairs are his own. I don't interfere with his business, and he pays me the same respect. It would be a very wise decision on your part if you did the same. You wouldn't want to become involved in something that implicated you, now would you?"<br/><br/>