the Tale of Sir Isaac

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iamthefirechild:

The registrar lifted both eyebrows for a moment, but knights concealing their identities wasn’t completely unheard of, and at least this so-called Azure Knight would be easy to identify, as his name was clearly derived from his blank shield. Setting down his information, the registrar waved them pair off with a reminder that the Azure Knight would be expected to keep up with his own combat schedule, though he could request the services of a page if he desired.

Garrett guided the Azure Knight to a small campsite, then, and left him there alone.

Isaac sighed inwardly with relief as the registrar did nothing upon his introduction bar lifting his eyebrows quite expressively, and he noted that that was the first obstacle passed. Now he had to enter the Castle properly, seek out Summer’s location, win the tournament, and hopefully take her back home with him.

Nodding his thanks to Garrett, he smiled and stalked off, deciding to investigate what he could before the tournament began.

Everywhere folk were talking about the Princess’ Task — many wondering if she would even appear in the stands for any of the combats. Some knights, like a youthful and hotheaded fellow called Sir Brett, boasted that they would dedicate all their wins to her, and surely that would make her smile. Others claimed only flowers, or fruits, or extravagant gifts would make her smile.

A small minority doubted there was a princess at all, or claimed she was terrifyingly ugly and that was why Prince Edward had to hold a contest to marry her off.

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