[u][center][h2]Marianne Delacroix[/h2][/center][/u]
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[i]Before arrival...[/i]

Ignoring the odd looks and stares from others as she stormed back to her room, she threw open the door and was greeted by the sight of her maids doing their daily cleaning routines. Seeing her enter, they all stopped what they were doing and thought to move to line up, prepared to give their usual greeting to their fair Lady. However, Marianne put up a hand to halt them, the seven maids stopping in their tracks.

[b]"Lady Marianne! Are you okay?"[/b]
One exclaimed, inquiring about her rather flustered appearance.
[b]"There has been an incident, I need my equipment [i]now[/i]."[/b]
Marianne replied as the maids all looked at one another in confusion.

She stopped and thought for a moment. She thought to spill the beans and reveal the truth of the matter, but she remembered Captain Fanily's explicit decision. Her maids would see through her lies and falsities, but they would understand. In fact, they could possibly even [i]help.[/i]

[b]"The princess has been assassinated. The Iron Roses are moving to bring the ones responsible to justice."[/b]
Marianne simply said, in a rather monotone and cold voice.

A collective of gasps from the maids. One dropped something, the object shattering loudly on the ground. A few covered their mouths as if to contain their screams and shock. However, the older and wiser maids looked Marianne dead in the eyes. They understood, nodding ever so slightly.

All at once, the maids scrambled to collect Marianne's armor, battle dress, and weapons. Within minutes Marianne had stripped out of her formal attire, which had earned her a few curious looks from some of the maids when they saw the damage to it. But, they said nothing on the matter currently. They would fix it later while she was away. 100% combat ready and dressed, Marianne left as quickly as she had arrived. The maids bidding their salutations to her as the door shut behind her. Once she had left, a few remained behind to continue cleaning. One set about repairing Marianne's dress. The remaining maids left to spread the word. Soon, the rumors would spread like wildfire.

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[i]After arrival...[/i]

Hawk-like eyes noticing the door opening as soon as Captain Fanily finished her speech, Marianne stepped to the side and drew her bow. Locking its collapsible parts in place with a dramatic hand motion. In a single fluid motion, Marianne then took aim with her bow and nocked an arrow to let it fly straight at the guard's throat. The arrow silently whipping through the air and finding its target almost immediately as he had presented himself. The arrowhead pierced through, jutting from out the back of the guard's neck as it tore through the carotid artery to fill his trachea with blood to prevent any screams or cries for help. Killing him in seconds from the blood loss and subsequent sanguine asphyxiation. 

One look at Marianne's stone-cold expression and you could tell she was more than ready to accomplish this mission. She was ready, and she meant business. No one would dare plot against the Crown and escape her wrath. Not on her honor as an Iron Rose knight, not as a Delacroix Knight.