A Short Story Of Lady Eruanna

She laughed at him coldly, “No, don’t be sorry. I should be the sorry one because all this time I believed you’d stay, that you’d be able to handle my mess. That was my mistake. So, I’m sorry that I thought you were

Tom’s lower lip trembled. “It’s my fault,” he whispered, his eyes shiny with tears. “I was so young, and I didn't know how to stop...”

"Make yourself comfortable. And I will go to my place." The guy told her and heading for the door, he left the room.

“I see one of the primary protagonists of this story is missing.” Lieutenant Marshall said as they wait patiently in their seats.

The idea of courtesy is further developed in the action of the work. That King “Arthur would not eat till all were served” (85) distinguishes him as a polite host. Also, prior to the meal, guests congregate to celebrate, then “washed, . . . went to their seats” (72) and began eating. Knights are seated according to their rank while King Arthur “stands in state” (103) and surveys the gathering. Music fills the

For the well-to-do, eating during the Elizabethan and Jacobean periods was a fancy affair. A king or queen when going abroad could expect banquet tables filled with hundreds of dishes--for just one meal! There was much pageantry and entertainment. At Leicester, Queen Elizabeth I (predecessor of King James VI & I) was greeted with a pageant of welcome displayed on a temporary bridge. There were cages of live birds--bitterns, curlews, hernshaws and godwits. One pillar held great silver bowls piled with apples, pears, cherries, walnuts and filberts. Other pillars held ears of wheat, oats and barley, gigantic bunches of red and white grapes, great livery pots of claret and white wine, sea fish in quantity laying

He approached the door and looked inside. A single dim light illuminated a long passageway.

“People don’t feel safe no more, he said. We’re like the Comancheswas two hundred years ago. We don’t know what’s going to show up here come daylight. We don’t even know

"It wasn't your fault. You had no clue, I should have told you from the start. Also I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable about the whole love question."

He wore his absolute best clothing and begin to ride. It was a long voyage he didn’t reach Sir Elliot until midday as he was approaching his land he noticed their were a lot of well dressed men entering Sir Elliot’s home. Charles got nervous and began to speak to himself, “I wonder if I should go in there are so many people. Maybe I should…” A knight interrupted “I see you are a shy man, there is no reason to panic come in there's plenty of food, I’m happy I saw you when I did you would have missed the announcement. Now sit with rest of the nobles and make yourself comfortable.” he points towards the very nicely dressed men on side of the table. Charles turned back towards the knight and hurried to speak, “No you mistaken I’m not a…” But the knight was gone. Charles began to panic so he took his seat with everyone else. He began looking at the food on the table he had never seen this much food in one place. He began to get very

“I’m sure we can get you a nice docile pony,” Ann assured her friend. “Lord Donovan, where are we heading?”

The attendance included over ten Denizens of all ranks and groups, there they conversed and took joy in the edible delights provided by Master Geoffry. To display his understanding of courtesy and gallantry, ser Brynden was the gentleman of the evening as he encouraged dancing. Asking more than one woman to honor him on the floor using the skills in which he learned through the courtly dance classes. The rest of the evening involved small games and a raffle sponsored by Mistress Josie. As the evening came end the mistress took the time out to thank each person for

He turned and started to walk away, turned back toward her and stepped forward again

He offered the hint of a smile as a parting goodbye, before walking back up the steps and into the kitchen, closing the basement door behind him.

She saw a shining chariot there. And an old man with a milky white beard stood in the chariot, holding the reign of the horses.