[h3]Giselle de Farry[/h3][i]Undead Princess, de Farry[/i]

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Giselle had been perfectly sincere, so she felt a flicker of irritation at being dismissed so. Instead, she retorted, [b]“Rather bold of you to call someone that just introduced themselves as a princess a vagrant.”[/b] Unlike the other comment, she didn’t take offense at that and found it amusing. The white-haired vampire shrugged at her offer, but didn’t decline. They had other things to do beforehand, anyway, such as check in on the others. 

[b]“That’s not true,”[/b] she said, disagreeing with Julene’s comment. [b]“The existence of your village itself is proof of civilization, no matter how small. As long communities still exist, then the seeds of a new civilization exist. It just needs to be nurtured and allowed to thrive.”[/b] It was obvious, though, that this land as it is lacked the luxury of being left alone. Not anymore, though. Was that not one of the reasons that Giselle and the other lords were brought back?

She ignored Akyasha’s conversation about gods with the blacksmith, until the cheeky maid suddenly scooped up the human woman into a bridal carry. She was also fairly sure that the girl, as the strong independent type was not going to appreciate that. Giselle gave the ‘fake nun’ an unamused look. [b]“I’m sure she can stand on her own. If you’re done playing games, we should check in on the village and the others first,”[/b] she pointed out. [b]“I doubt this attack is fully over. From my investigation of the beasts’ corpses, it appears there is a…”[/b] she briefly glanced at Julene, [b]“a greater, likely hostile foe in that forest that is sustaining them.”[/b]