<div class="floatleft">(http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/2671/ivymontague.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://img198.imageshack.us/img198/5950/bellalavoreauxsmall.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Ivy Montague</strong>, Outside/Carriage #2 [Isabella Levoreaux, Ivy Montague, Imogene Campbell, Ashley Browly, Emily Laroche, Sylria, Lilian Montague, Sebastian Archambault, William Bond, Marcus Dupont, Richard Dupont]<br/><br/>Lilian awoke with a start, still in Sebastian's arms. "The blood," she mumbled. Her her eyes were sleepy, and confused, and then Lily was upon them all. Ivy was scared at first, but then she recognized the sound of her sister's hysterics. With an exhausted laugh, she giggled, "It's okay! It's okay my dear sister, I'm fine. Just a silly girl who...hasn't seen enough blood in my life, I guess." She let Sebastian sit her down on the edge of the carriage, before she shooed him off with a thankful smile. Her eyes were down now, and she was obviously embarrassed.<br/><br/>Bella spoke from behind her, holding a bottle of wine. "Ashley brought this with us, and she thought perhaps to thank Sebastian for saving poor Miss Ivy...well, the men should enjoy a bottle, I think."<br/><br/>Ivy nodded, smiling a bit. "If the men are tired, we could stop for that picnic."<br/><br/>Marcus just watched them all with awestruck eyes. They had just been set upon by Falkovnian soldiers, with a score more just across the river, and these silly children were worried about fainting women and bottles of wine. Six men had died--thankfully all the casualties were on the opposing side--and Ivy wanted to throw down the blankets and have lunch. It was mind boggling that these silly creatures would one day hold the power and leadership of his great land with their ridiculous whims and their great break from reality.<br/><br/>"Get in the carriages now, you fools. We haven't much time, unless you'd like to play this whole scene out again...only with us losing." He shook his head, scowling under his breath. "Lily, leave the poor smith be," he murmured, and then he motioned to Richard to help Sebastian back to the servant's carriage, at the front of the procession.<br/><br/>Before Sebastian could be hauled off, though, Ivy moved forward quickly and gave Sebastian a kiss on the cheek. It was an awkward moment, for nearly everyone. A noble woman touching her lips to the skin of a commoner. "Thank you, for saving Lily," she said in the silence.<br/><br/>Bella quickly grabbed her and pulled her into the carriage, offering by way of apology, "She's quite faint of heart and still very delirious. Ivy, don't kiss strange men." She stuck her head out of the carriage once Ivy had been properly stowed away. "Sorry about that, smith. She meant to lay that kiss on Imogene's forehead, but her vision is still a bit hazy."<br/><br/>Everyone took the explanation without a word of argument, and Sebastian found himself roughly carried to the first carriage. "Come on, hero," murmured Marcus with a chuckle.