The day passed in a blur. Together, Roesia and Terryn had walked all through the village, stopped for every shop, and talked continuously. Roesia had never had such a wonderful time with someone before. So, she thought to herself, this is what it feels like to truly live. Although she didn’t want to admit it to herself, she was falling deeply in love with Terryn. She was falling hard and falling fast.
Unknown to Roesia, Terryn was experiencing the same emotions, but he wasn’t pushing them away. In fact, he welcomed them. Terryn was about nine years older than Roesia. He had be a bachelor all his life. He never gave too much thought to women. As a knight was sworn to protect them, and he respected them. He didn’t think about getting married. He never had any interest in doing so. He had never loved anyone other than his family before. This all changed when he saw Roesia.
When he first laid eyes on her, it was as though everything in his world shifted, making room for a new person in his life. Terryn no longer cared about his rank in the military, oppressing his enemies, or even his right to the throne. All he needed now was for Roesia to be safe and happy. He wanted her to be proud of him. He desired her to love him back. If he had to use his skills of knighthood to protect her, he would. He would spend his life hunting down the villains of the world just so she could sleep soundly at night. Once he became king, he would present her all the jewels and fine silks she desired. He loved her.
The king soon noticed the blooming relationship. He had never seen his son in such high spirits. Maybe his son could find a wife after all, he hoped. The king assured himself that he would make sure that there would be an heir to his throne. The king announced to the tiny town that he and his knights would stay on until the morning. In celebration of the king’s stay, the villagers were to hold a street fair to entertain him. A tournament would be featured, possibly even a joust.
As soon as Prince Terryn heard his father’s proclamation, he enrolled in the joust. He was the most talented of the knights, so he was sure he would win and impress Roesia. He waited until right before the competition to tell her. Terryn requested he wore her favour. Blushing, she agreed and gave him a sleeve of the most unusual color. It was not quite red, but not exactly pink either. Terryn was very pleased.