"I knew he was up to no good the day I laid eyes upon the fiend." Irina replied in her own matter of stating fact as slowly Argo trotted through the only pathway through the thick of Alegasia's many vast and shadowed forests of mystery. "I guess it's just an intuition of mine, M'lady, to see danger before it has a chance to present itself, or rather in this case [i]himself[/i]. I'll be sure from now on to keep a firm eye on this damned creature of Narsil, for I believe we may not have seen the last of Varros. Ah...but let's put the thought away from our minds, shall we? I would love to hear about your day at the market rather than ponder upon the scheming of a madman." If Irina knew one thing certain, it was that her lady wasn't much for these stern and somewhat militaristic talks of their enemy, so best of her to show more interest in how her Princess has fared instead of wondering when Varros' next attack shall be sorely inflicted upon the two. And honestly.....Irina did want to take more interest in Crystal, desiring a bit more than usual to talk of everything else other than just knightly duties of the Kingdom and Irina's suspicions. No, the woman for once cared more about what wonderful items her lady may have garnered from the many famous shops of Alegasia's market or perhaps to hear more rousing and beautiful tales of Poponoriodestia, that distant paradise Crystal described as, being to Irina, a fragment of the heavens laid upon the earth, now thinking of one day seeing the peculiar island for herself and maybe...feeling that same surge of rapture that overcame Crystal as she spoke of it. 

It amused Irina, how much her thoughts had changed towards the young Princess she swore to guard with her life, the beautiful lass with snow white hair and glimmering amethyst eyes. Though she still considered the girl to be somewhat of a nuisance, rather reckless and whimsical in dealing a great amount of stress to the knight, she tended to see more past the negative qualities of her lady, looking upon the Princess as kind, fanciful, and not much of a pain but a joy to be around, seeming to grow closer to her with each day that had passed. She had even considered to letting Crystal sleep in the same bed as her, an act maybe accepted in a relaxed Kingdom such as Avalon, but surely it was indeed frowned upon in the more morally statured and strict Alegasia. Nevertheless, a smile found its way to her lips as her sapphire eyes fell upon the white haired girl leaning close to her. [i]I don't know why, but even in my most bitter of moments, all seems to fade and dissipate...when I gaze upon those very features of you, M'lady. It's as though you have a charm over me, quelling my rage with your violet eyes and your hair, white as the most peaceful of winters in all the Kingdoms. I don't understand what it is about you that eases my troubled soul....and I guess I may never find out, but....I may tend to enjoy it all the more...[/i]