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[center][h1][color=f6989d]Lady Juliana Hyland[/color][/h1]
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[color=f6989d][sub] Location: The Feast[/sub][/color]
[color=f6989d][sub] Interacting with: Ithobal [@Tmitche23], Balian [@RangingWolf], Emerin [@MrMonsoon] [/sub][/color][/center]
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[i]Gods help me, another Gully.[/i] Juliana felt the wave of surprise at his title and family, the man nothing like the Lord Tybalt she had met earlier. The man had been a nephew, making his cousin to her new speaking companion, and curiosity in the age difference filled her. Ithobal was missing the same cold manners of his relative, the strict look and stiffness. From what she had heard of the family she had imaged they were a serious bunch. Juliana’s assumption had been proven wrong by his comment about a scarred lady. Her eyebrows rose slightly as she let out a small noise that sounded like she had held in a laugh, speaking in the same light manner, [color=f6989d] “Indeed, even the faintest of marks would make her untouchable. The whole land would be in turmoil simply from a [i]deranged cat[/i].” [/color] 

The cat glared up at her new mistress and the lord as though it understood their words, but did not squirm. The kitten was unusually calm for an animal its age. [color=f6989d] “How very kind of you.” [/color] Juliana took his forgiveness of his gracefully, although she noticed the look he gave her as he finished, the word foolish punctuated with a look of disbelief. The look held an intelligence she welcomed, despite some discomfort knowing he had so easily seen past her. That she didn’t like, and the feeling was unfamiliar given how rarely it happened. She was slightly relieved when his eyes left hers and caught sight of brother.

As he spoke of the tournament she smiled at the mention of his father, the only Gully she had truly heard a great deal of gossip surrounding. Her own father seemed suspicious of the man, and Juliana made note of the relationship between the two before smiling again, lowering her voice so only he could hear. [color=f6989d] “Ah, a pity. I should have given the princess the cat after all it would seem. Then you would have lost the tournament to avoid marrying an unfit lady.” [/color] Her tongue had taken on a mind of its own, and the comment came across as flirtatious as well as teasing. What was said was done and she moved on without missing a beat. [color=f6989d] “Yes, you will find that if you come across one Hyland, another is always nearby. He is one of my brothers. A loyal man, with a temper to shake the mountains.” [/color]

Juliana looked up at him then, her face passive as she described her brother, accidently forgetting to mention how kind Bailan also was. She regarded his comment about the window, wondering how serious the man was and regarded him with her sly look. [color=f6989d] “You may visit my window all you like, but I dare say my sister would not be pleased.” [/color] Juliana glanced at her brother, keeping her voice low and a half smile, [color=f6989d] “Besides, I had a mind to explore the lovely gardens this evening. There is a peace under the stars, don’t you find Lord Ithobal?” [/color]

She fashioned him with an almost competitive smile, knowing she had given him the power to show up or leave her in the gardens that evening. The power lay with him, but she felt far from defenseless. She had no intention of being easy prey for any lord, regardless of their family, but curiosity and the intelligence in his eyes had won him another chance to speak with her.