The elder knight eyes squinted in the light. His ears lowered a bit as he was happy to see the young man revived. "I am Lord Gillian Lyons. I am a friend of your father's. The last time I saw you, you were 13 or 14. It was in King Atrius's summer palace. You may have met my daughter Katherine."<br/><br/>The elder knight hands him the basket. "Food, I am starved and you may share this small feast. Do you have the strength to ride. We must get to camp before dark. It is a few miles and then I am going to take to my home. What is your name young Lord?" Lyons takes a small loaf of bread and tears it in half and give half to young man in his arms.