[b][i][color=8882be]Cleo Vauch
Lightkeep Corridor outside of the Kitchen[/color][/i][/b]




[b][i]"Cleo, you are opposing duty without leave?"[/i][/b]

Cleo stopped dead in his tracks, coming face to face with the princess. He gulped and bowed to her."N-N-Not at all My Lady! I-I had just thought there were enough guards in the party to take care of any inconvenience, so that I may take a small break. Rouen told me about the corridor and I had thought maybe it would be ok to do so." He said, stuttering. The princess...Well, the princess scared Cleo, in honesty. There was just something about her that rubbed him the wrong way. And, if he was being honest, he didn't think the princess liked him that much either. She was very intimidating to Cleo, and Cleo had gone up against big burly men twice the princess's height. 

[b][i]"Perhaps you would be happier to dress in trousers like Ser Jaime and dance with some of the ladies handmaids. I am sure Serra here would not mind that at all"[/i][/b]

"N-No! No, its perfectly alright..Not to refuse your offer so rudely, but I would only bring embarrassment to the lady here. I'm afraid my dancing skills are not the best, My lady." He said, not rising from his bow. Not only did he not know if it was appropriate to do so, but he didn't want to meet her stare.