For the first time, a fair young maiden was paying attention to him!  In his old life, affection was not given so freely.  The festival was rather large, holding tens of thousands of patrons.  For the young miss from the evening before to find him was indeed an honor.<br/><br/>"Ahh, the heavens have seen fit to bless me with your presence again pretty one!  And your dress too."  Gently taking the girl's hand, he laid a gentle kiss on it as if she were really the high princess of the day.  Rising from his courtly kneel, he looked at the fair maiden he had talked to last night.  He had the strange desire to hug her, hold her, court her.  He never thought he would see her again, and now that she was here next to him - he didn't want her to leave.<br/><br/>"My fair lady" Theadric began.  "I am not who I make myself out to be; I am no knight unfortunately and I have trouble wielding the lance and the horse.  It does not seem I will be able to be on the list this year.  I was thinking of leaving the Festival early since there was nothing else here for me; that is until you came."  A moment's glance was interrupted by some voices:<br/><br/>"There he is; there!  We have found Lady Averlee's louse!  Now for sure she'll exact her revenge."