[center][h2][color=crimson]❀[/color] [u]Rosalina Idwal[/u] [color=crimson]❀[/color][/h2][i]"[color=Crimson]...[/color]"[/i]

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Rosalina stood in silence as Mako corrected her assumption about the man he sought. In hindsight, it must have seemed quite rude that she had jumped to that conclusion. Perhaps if she wasn't feeling so lethargic she'd have felt the need to apologise. That wasn't the case, however, so she merely watched him whilst failing to mask her impatience.

"[color=DarkOrange]Fiore and Isval, despite the loss of this diplomat, are on good terms with each other as trade partners and recognize the cultural differences between them. During my search for this man, a member of another family from Isval, one Sadako Arakida if memory serves, had a similar matter. Fiore's royal family acknowledged her right to seek out the man who'd taken her honor. And I now exercise mine.[/color]" Resting her hand on her chin, Rosalina said nothing for a moment before raising her gaze back towards Mako.

"[color=Crimson]Those were different circumstances. The man you seek has already been punished by the Magic Council.[/color]" Before she could sound as though she was rejecting the idea outright, Rosalina made sure to choose her next words carefully. "[color=Crimson]Though I do not wish to meddle in cultural affairs that do not concern me. If you wish to request a duel for your honor, and he accepts, then I see no reason why I should be against it.[/color]" And with that Rosalina began to walk away, but not before gesturing for Mako to follow. She felt a pang of guilt, deciding to bring back potentially painful memories to one of her own knights. Though she could tell that Mako would be persistent. With any luck, the man would just refuse the duel and Mako would be on his way. Though Rosalina highly doubted that would be the case.

[center][h2][color=MediumPurple]♫[/color] [u]Isabella and Bullet[/u] [color=FireBrick]☠[/Color][/h2][i]"[color=FireBrick]...[/color]"[/i]

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"[color=DeepPink]Why don't we start at some place that has something you haven't tried yet? I mean, living on the lamb makes for rare opportunities to eat at places like this, so I haven't had any of it.[/color]" Jane was barely able to finish her sentence before Bullet, removed from his daze, eagerly spoke up like an excited puppy.
"[color=FireBrick]Lamb? I heard something about lamb. Let's have that.[/color]" He quickly scanned the area before finding a place with some type of meat cooking on a spit. He hadn't noticed the beautiful smell until now, and it made his mouth water. Isabella noticed it as well, though she ended up bursting out into laughter.
"[color=MediumPurple]Oh Bullet, that's not lamb! That's pork.[/color]" Bullet turned around to the two girls with an awkward smirk.
"[color=FireBrick]Yeah whatever, let's just go have some of that.[/color]"
"[color=MediumPurple]Oh oh! I also want some seafood. Doesn't grilled squid sound delicious to you, Jane?[/color]" Isabella's hand instinctively clasped around Jane's as the group walked closer to the stalls. Bullet paid no mind to the two girls, too busy admiring the beautiful spit roast that had been expertly prepared.