Blinking and hearing Sir Indrau's introduction as she peeked around Ricard's body, she placed a hand on her chest and breathed a relieved sigh. For one reason or another, she had jumped to the conclusion that the man was an unsavory character that was after her. It wasn't as if during her youth she ever experienced having assassins hired by her political enemies looking to hunt her down and take her out, no. The Delacroix had many defenses and safeguards in place to prevent that from ever happening, with Sir Ricard being one of them. Why she though so negatively so suddenly of the man, she had no idea but was thankful to learn that he was a fellow Iron Rose. A combat veteran from the looks of it as well. How rude of her to jump to such conclusions.
Looking up at Ricard, she patted at his side to get his attention.
Ricard however ,refused to take his eyes off of the stranger.
Still snarling and glaring at him, though one of his ears swiveled towards Marianne's position.
She frowned and patted him again.
"Etre deconsinge, Sir Ricard."At her command, his gaze flitted to her before he took a few steps back.
Though, he still remained close at her side.
By this point he learned that it was possible every stranger was a comrade.
But that didn't mean he could completely lower his guard.
He didn't have to like any of them.
With a smile, Marianne stepped forward. Curtsying and bowing her head ever so slightly towards Sir Indrau.
"Forgive my companion, he is distrusting of others. It is a pleasure to meet you, Sir Indrau. I am Dame Marianne V. Delacroix, and my companion is Sir Ricard."Clasping her hands together, she tilted her head slightly.
Why was Sir Indrau here?
Was there someone he was looking for?
Something he needed help with?
Or just curious?
"Is there some matter that you needed assistance with, Sir Indrau?"Marianne knew that probably seemed rude of her to automatically assume the man needed or wanted something. But it was also rude to ask about his mission. It was none of her business anyways. Unless...