FoxWriter
Cluster
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
- Location
- in the realm of lust and seduction
Lancelot smiled a little as she spoke and then slowly pulled her into a hug, comforting her as she cried, just holding her so she knew she wasn't alone in her grief. he so hated to see a girl cry. "i met Loki once or twice." Lancelot admitted suddenly, after her crying had eased. "so had Tristan for that matter. Loki was a very good man, and Tristan went into battle with him, fully expecting to loose... i don't think Tristan has forgiven himself for killing Loki yet either." Lancelot admitted softly. "Loki once saved Aramis you know. several years ago, before the battles and the war, Aramis was hunting down a dangerous criminal that had escaped from Cornwall. the mad man escaped to Ireland, and Aramis followed. only it was a trap, Aramis ended up beaten by the ten or so people that the criminal had hired upon landing on Ireland's shores. Loki appeared out of nowhere, killed all the bandits, and sent Aramis back to Cornwall..." Lancelot snickered. "Aramis RAVED about it for DAYS!" he admitted with a smile. "and of course, that made Tristan sing high praises to Loki, just to annoy Aramis." he admitted with a small chuckle as he offered her a handkerchief. "and what in the world makes you think you're going to be a Catholic Bride? has someone asked for your hand? women still have their rights. tell him no. the Pope has no place in this Woman's world, i am sure he'll learn his place soon enough, nosy busybody that he is."