<blockquote><div><cite>LadyKate43 wrote:</cite>"My family is good. The ask about you. I told them you your being Knighted and everyone told me give their love and congratulations. Your very much missed. You my dear sir have a permanent invitation to eat supper. You made quite an impression on mother and father would like you come back. Papa liked taking to you, he was impressed with your courage and fireside chats. There a mug of ale awaiting your return. Papa became fond of you. As did I, little Andrew asks for you. He calls you Jaja."<br/><br/>She stayed step as she talked and kept he eyes on his face.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>The dance was winding down. he led her off the floor. That was good to hear. Jared had very little family of his own. It felt good to have people that cared about him. He was blushing again.<br/><br/>"I'm glad. Tell everyone that I miss them, too. I'm only sorry that I couldn't have been more of a help." He brightened. "Oh!"<br/><br/>He dug into his pocket. No. Where was it? He patted himself down. Ah, he pulled out a small cotton baggy. He set it into her hand and rolled her fingers over it.<br/><br/>"Its not much but it'll help. Its part of my stipend." Jared got a little excited, "Plus, I'm giving Andrew my squire crest!"<br/><br/>He smiled and looked proud of himself. Now, he just had to figure out how to live on what was left. She couldn't give it back though. He wouldn't let her. He'd make more...as soon as he got a little famous. Then, people would pay him for his deeds.