<span style="color: #00FF40">“Jon!  I seek your father this night!  Please say that he is here and in a happy mood.” </span>Sir Motto held his friend’s hand firmly.  The expression upon his friend’s face was enough for the Knight to explain himself.<span style="color: #00FF40"> “I have been fortunate indeed, meeting your dear sister Lady Kate.  I am determined to marry her, Jon.  Firstly I must get your fa--”</span><br/><br/>There was a noticeable hush in the crowded room as delicate notes drifted out from Lady Kate’s instrument.  Sir Motto paused in his conversation and turned to see the lovely mage at a table with the sword master and another man.  The song was unfamiliar to Sir Motto but it was pretty and he felt his chest swell at hearing her soft voice.  All other voices and instruments went unheard by the wild-haired Knight.  Sir Motto only stood enchanted and smiling.    Once her song was finished, he began to go to her but stopped when a strong grip on his shoulder was felt.  It was Jon.  He nodded to where his father sat.  “He is the one you seek, my friend.”<br/><br/>Motto nodded and made his way to the table were Kate was and bowed before her father.<span style="color: #00FF40"> “I wish for your daughter’s hand, Sir.  I am in love with her and will put aside my sword to work in the fields for her.  I will protect her and provide for her.  Please grant me her hand, Sir.”</span><br/><br/>“Ha!”  Drandur stood behind Motto, his eyes burning with fury.  “This Knight was a cheat in today’s fights..his word is<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> false</span></span>.”<br/><br/>Motto’s eyes widened but he did not turn to face the man who seemed to always watch his every move.<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="https://66.media.tumblr.com/62118f011d4e09fd0bc4076a586ad3ea/tumblr_inline_pj4a0o4wNt1trff3p_540.gif">[ img ]</a>