Roderick's brow knit tightly when the lady grabbed his arm, but his features softened when he saw who it was. He grinned and leaned close to her. He placed a gentle kiss upon her cheek, "Am I going to get a longer audience with you this time, my Lady?"

Sabine giggled rather girlishly when Roderick kissed her cheek, sighing softly. Almost dreamily. When he asked that question though, she shrugged lightly. "Mayhaps. Though that doth depend upon how well that youth there captivates mine attention." She spoke the words sweetly as she nodded towards the other male. "Perhaps he would be just as pleasant to talk to as he is to look upon." She gave Roderick an innocent girlish look. "I do so love pretty people." Sabine squeezed Roderick's arm gently, almost affectionatly.

Yazelinas green eyes flashed a bit with jealousy. This woman was starting to bother her. She curtsied nontheless and walked over to Roderick taking his other arm in hers and placing her head on his shoulder. No way was this girl going to steal him from her this time.

Range watched with a frown but looked at the other guy with interest. He seemed different.
"I am Range. I apologize for being so mean to you earlier sir."

At that moment, Roderick wished he had more arms. He smiled down to Yazelina, then looked back to Sabine, "Well, then. I will have to save the political matters for another time, I suppose." He grinned slightly and looked ahead as he walked. He was actually quite eager to discuss such matters with her, but he didn't want her running off again. He felt impatience gnawing at his insides.

Sabine nodded politely to Yazelina when she took Roderick's other arm. The woman was pretty enough, she didn't see why they couldn't share Roderick's affections. Sabine squeezed his arm gently again. "Thou art tense, my lord. If such matters doth put thee in knots, perhaps we should discuss those things now?" She fluttered those lashes at him rather innocently, before looking about this way and that, simply seeming to be enjoying her surroundings.

Yazelina frowned at the woman. This would not be easy to keep Rodericks attention at this rate. She would not let this lady steal him from her.
"Roderick if you wish to go you may. I can not make you stay. ALthough I wish you would."
She blinked her eyelashes at him sweetly keeping her head on his shoulder and gazing up at him.

He smiled gently to Yazelina, "I will stay if you wish me to." He looked to Sabine, then, "As for the matters of state, my father sent word shortly before I left for the tournament. Have you received his letters? He was most eager to hear from you, as I am just as eager to know what he wanted. What was...so important?"

Sabine was silent during Yazelina and Roderick's exchange. If they wished to talk with one another she wouldn't interrupt too much. When Roderick's attention returned to her and he asked about letters she giggled softly. "Thine father art a silly old man, but I am rather fond of him." She paused looking up at the sky for a few moments. It was such a lovely night, then she was looking up at Roderick's face. "Thy father thinkest that the bickering betwixt our people have become too troublesome. He thinkest that if our provinces are joined under one shield, the bickering shall end...The shield he referest too, of course be thine." She had waved her free hand lightly though, as if to dismiss the matter completely.

She smiled up at him keeping her eyes on Sabine. This lady was truly a pain. She was enjoying rodericks company and now this woman was bothering them. She wanted Roderick to herself. She let out a small sigh. Just enough to show true boredom and keep her ladylike appearance.

Roderick glanced to Sabine, nibbling his lip lightly. He looked to Yazelina when she sighed, then looked ahead once more. He hummed in response to what she said, "I see. Uniting the people through marriage. My father is clever. What say you in this matter?"

"Thine father is silly." She remarked rather good naturedly, smiling at him for a few moments. "I have too much fun flitting about as I please...I am not sure that I am ready to be tied down just yet. Such a thing that thine father suggests needs to be thought upon thoroughly." She frowned for a moment. "I am not sure how I feel about thine father's suggestion."

Yazelina frowned when he mentioned marriage. Now this was something that she was not happy about. She rolled her eyes and sat down under a tree. Range was talking to the new guy and she was here alone. She would wait. She was sure Roderick was more interested in here than this Sabine person.

The man nodded in response to both the Lord and Lady's responses to his question, and he remembered he had traveled through both of those areas before having won a swordsmanship tournament in both provinces. He did however doubt that they would remember him from the tournaments since many moons had past since but it was nothing he would stress over. Turning his attention to the bodyguard Seregil shook his head lightheartedly to show that he was not offended, "Lady Range, correct? No need to worry you would have to do much more to offend me. I am often looked upon with disdain simply because I claim no providence as a home so this is petty in comparison to other ordeals I have survived." Watching the ongoing spectacle with an amused gleam in his eye before finally deciding to chime in fearlessly, "I do not mean to interrupt your conversation, but I feel I should address the vibrant young maiden who has joined our ranks," he said with a gentle smile. Giving a courteous bow the male continued, "My name is Seregil milady, a pleasure to meet thee." Of course the man had no interest in either of the women at the moment although they were both gorgeous he could hardly deny that fact.

Range smiled at him keeping her eyes lowcast.
"Well do not expect me to suddenly be nice to you."
She said it in a slightly less grumpy manner than usual. Caught being nice Range tended to get defensive. She did not like being known to be nice. She was a fire elemental and bodyguard. It was her calling and she loved it.

Seregil gave a suspecting nod, "I shall take your words to heart then... Although I will continue to be respectful and kind to you no matter how you treat me." He gave her a smile even though he expected some sort of scowl back but he didn't care too much. He did wonder how much power this Roderick had since he was being openly contested over by the two young ladies, then he had a thought shift. He wondered how good of a swordsman Roderick was and just how good of a jouster was he. Seregil had won many tournaments throughout the land but he wasn't well known because he was somewhat of an oddity being a knight with no home. His skills were second to none and he knew this and jousting wasn't even his event. He was truly a swordsman first and anything else second, though he was more curious to see if there was anyone at this tournament that would give him a challenge. With so many well known nobles, he knew that he would be the dark horse here and that would serve as his motivation to win.

Range looked at him a moment with a frown. Interesting indeed. Her eyes lit up as her attitude for this guy changed. She was so used to being chastised and bothered about the way she acted. This was something totally new to her. She was not expecting this at all. Interesting. She walked up to him and stared at him curiously.

"I have never met anyone who was nice to me besides Yazelina...........thank you."

After drinking some more water from the lake, Azara sat down on the ground her wings fanning out before folding against her back. "Oh I do wish we could live like this. Not have to worry about being proper." She stuck her toes in the water and flicked some at Striker with a laugh. She had left her shoes back at the banquet in a bush by the tree she had been standing on.

Sitting down beside Azara, Striker folded his wings against his back also. Laughing when the water hit him he wiped of his face. "You know what your Mother would say if you told her that." When Azara simply grinned as a response the two sat back and fell silent. Enjoying the peaceful night.

Roderick looked over to Yazelina as she moved away from them. He frowned slightly, but looked back to Sabine. He nodded lightly at her comment, "I would agree, but I do not have to worry about being tied down. Advantage of being a male. But I do agree that I'm unsure of what to think of his suggestion. ..A bit...forward of him, I think."

His brow knit slightly as he looked out at the lake. He watched the water, frowning slightly.

Snapping her head to the side Azara looked around. Hearing voices nearby she got to her feet in a blurr. At the same time she had stood up Striker had to. "You heard them didn't you?" With his nod she frowned. "Come lets go up in the trees. We can watch." Spreading her wings out she jumped up and flew into the trees then over to a tree closer to the group. Perching on a branch she crouched and watched.

Spreading his own wings out Striker followed Azara and crouched on a branch right next to the one she was on. Barely whispering so she was the only one who heard he spoke. "It's Roderick, Lady Yazelina and her guard Range. I don't know who the other two are."

Seregil shook his head, "No need to thank me, I just believe that everyone should be treated with respect no matter the post." He was being honest, he had been molded to believe that way and he had seen cruelty at its worst as well as kindness at its best. Then judging from the two he saw that kindness tended to lead to better results than the former. It was simple to him.

Range smiled some. A rather rare sight. She was always so busy with her job she never truly experienced pleasure.
"It is nice to know that my lady is not the only one who is not class oriented. I hate it when people are discriminated because of their ranks. What brings you to this area anyways?"

Sabine pat Roderick's arm gently and nodded towards where Yazelina had gone to pout. "I doth think that thine lady friend is jealous and wishes to monopolize thy attention." She pulled her arm from Roderick's and smiled sweetly to him. "Go along then and play with her for a bit." She had whispered the words softly, only loud enough for Roderick to hear, before she turned to Seregil. "Well met, Lord Seregil. I am the Lady Sabine De'Winter, Duchess of Sussex. Remember it, it may well be of importance one day." She grinned almost impishly and fluttered those lashes innocently at him.

Seregil smiled, "I have been travelling around the land fighting in tournaments to test my skills but more importantly to find a lord worthy for me to serve." His quest had led him far and wide to many provinces simply to win tournaments while searching for a lord for which his blade would be of some use. Turning to the one who had revealed herself to be Lady Sabine, "Well met to you as well milady." Then with a smile he added, "I shall commit that to memory as you say good lady." Seregil was unaffected by the fluttering of her eyelashes but he gave a coy smile so that she was satisfied. The raven haired knight was fond of personality more than appearance.

Roderick looked to Yazelina as well, then back to Sabine as she whispered to him. He left her side, slowly strolling over to Yazelina. He sat down next to her and stifled a small yawn, "What has you so flustered, my Lady?" He leaned his head back against the tree and looked to her.

Sabine watched Roderick approach Yazelina with an almost satisfied smile. Her attention though, was now mostly settled upon Seregil. She smiled gently to him. "Have you put no thought into offering thine self to a lady?" She questioned softly, with mild curiosity. "Women are more likely to need a Knight Protector than a lord would. Though I am more curious as to how thou finds out who is worthy enough for thine skills. Is it by size of his money purse or by size of his heart?" Sabine continued to smile softly to Seregil, glancing once to see how Roderick and Yazelina were progressing.