<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BFBF00"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Hector Karembeux</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">The son of Sir Damian</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/6bbbeb79-fa04-4652-b13f-3d557c14a060_zps5c5dbdf8.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Hector had learned from his father that Valkyr Thyra had been named second seed and that Damian took offense in it. So he had leaned over the gate and watched her. Damn, she was good and if his father had to go against her and there was no doubt that he had, he would need some luck to win. This valkyr knew how to joust, that was for sure. He mounted the horse of his father and prepared to enter the arena next, as it was his turn now, when the valkyr left the arena. Hector nodded a knightly approval of her performance.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"That was a very fine performance, Valkyr Thyra. It's good that we have some more competition here. Welcome to the tournament."</span><br/><br/>She passed him as if she didn't care, which was just fine for him. Hector moved his horse into the arena and he had trouble to keep his father's stubborn horse on track. He would have to fight more with the horse as with the opponent as it looked. The herold announced them and Hector tried to keep the horse in position while greeting the Queen, but his father's horse seemed to have its own will. He moved steadily sideways and the crowd snickered. Finally Hector gave up and he moved along the royal box in slow pace greeting the Queen.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"Sir Hector, are you sure that your horse knows where it has to go?"</span><br/><br/>Sir Edward had shouted to him under a laugh from the crowd and Hector patted the neck of the horse.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"It's my father's horse and it is as stubborn as him. As my father and I don't share always the same opinion it looks as his horse doesn't agree either." </span> He replied chuckling and moved the horse back to his end of the lane. The boy handed him a lance and the horse turned a full circle before it stood calm. Hector closed his visor and everybody saw that he was grinning doing so. <br/><br/>The boy waved the flag and Hector's horse went up in the front, but then its training kicked in and it paced along. Hector only had to aim at his opponent and the guy went down with a cry. Although Hector was pretty sure that he hadn't injured the man, the guy refused to get up. Obviously a coward who had no intention to get unhorsed again. The crowd sensed it too and a loud boo came from the ranks. Hector shrugged his shoulder and wanted to return to the royal box, but his father's horse went straight for the exit. Hector gave an amused wave to the crowd, which had broken out in laughter again. It was by far the most amusing performance today.<br/><br/>Hector got of the horse as quick as possible, once he exited the arena and handed it to a stable boy. Not that he felt humiliated by the performance he had given, but he had no intention to deal longer than necessary with the stubborn horse. He quickly disappeared in his tent to clean up for his walk with Lady Iris.</div>