<span style="font-family:Handlee">Alexandria's gaze remained locked on the arena, though something captured her interest. There was one of the squires who seemed a little off as if he didn't know what he was doing. Her heart went out to him, knowing that this must have been his first time at doing something like this. Intrigued, the princess couldn't help but continue to watch him. Her father didn't seem to notice the squire, instead focusing on the knights as they got ready to joust. The princess was saddened to see that after the squire gave the weapon to the knight, he ran off. <br/>
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The rest of the events of the tournament for the day were just as a blur as she couldn't help but think about that squire. She hoped that he wouldn't get into too much trouble for running off like that. No matter, it was none of her business. She parted ways with her father and returned to her room to change into something less fancy. She then decided that she wanted to visit the gardens. At this time of the day, no one would be there and that was what she was counting on. She needed a breather.<br/>
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The princess settled down onto the ground in front of a pond, not at all bothered about getting dirty or grass stains on her clothes. It wasn't as if the princess lacked any dresses. She had so many that she couldn't keep track of them. She watched the fish in the pond lazily swim around, a few curious to see her watching them. They were probably just seeing if she had anything to feed them with. She did not.<br/>
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Now alone, the princess couldn't help but think back on last night and the young man she had met. Just who had he been? Would she ever see him again? She wanted to see him again, that much was certain. She hadn't even gotten a chance to find out his name or what he was doing in the castle if he wasn't a servant. </span>