Short Story

Everything had began magnificently the day I attended the renaissance fair. It was the first time I’d ever been to any festival of the sort, and the air was full of magic. At exactly 10:30 in the morning, the ceremony began. The King and Queen presented themselves atop the castle’s balcony to address their people. As the beautiful royals welcomed us into their kingdom, my heart beat erratically, and I crossed the threshold with my breath held. There were so many events that I wanted to see, and activities I wanted to try; I couldn’t wait to get inside. I wasn’t just an ordinary guest, however, I had a job to do. Carrying my instrument lightly with one hand, dressed as a princess and feeling important, I walked proudly through the bustling

Claire rolled her eyes. "Times are changing, the people will change with them and not everyone can be expected to follow noble old traditions. Especially not when your target is the queens eye."

In a different part of town, a different betrothal feast is taking place. The feast is in honor of an aristocratic couple: the young daughter of the Marquis

“Don’t harass me, Merlin!” barked Arthur, pacing the floor from bed to window. “I need some honest advice and help. You’re the only one who can give it to me. See me later for supper, here in my quarters. All right?”

"All Rise," Mistress Meryl announced after the Royals had been seated and ready to proceed. She then continued to welcome everyone, "My Lords and Ladies, Knights, and Courtiers, and honored visitors from the Outer Bailey this aft, welcome to this session of Royal Court. It has been some eight moons since our last Royal Court was held and I know you are all eager to see the results of this Court's petitions. These will be pending shortly, of course, but first I would cede the floor to Her most benevolent Royal Majesty, and Her Royal

“And with that, we send my father and brother to their reward. May we be so worthy as to follow their example and learn from it. May we support each other in our need. In turn may we celebrate each other’s triumphs as they would have wanted. This we can ask each other to do.” Mithian expressed. “Thank you all for coming. Priestess Freya, thank you for bringing everyone here. Prince Merlin and I appreciate your support. If you will follow me, the servants will serve dinner in our main banquet hall. Please join

“With these deadlines in mind,” the king began. “We bid you farewell.” He then raised his hand to wave goodbye, and the royal parade began to leave. A mixture of joy and anxiety rushed through Timothy and Adeline as the king and queen left. For although the Tapestrys were well known for their quality products, it always took them a while to actually fabricate their orders. They would have to work quickly, and precisely to overcome their time constraints.

This statement shows how the hostess role of the Queen Wealtheow was very important. She does all the duties to carry the mead cup in the hall and go around to offer the drink to the King and the warriors before she greets Beowulf. Besides that, the queen plays to her role as a woman speaking to all the men in the hall and reminding them with their families, their king, country, and their obligations in life during the Anglo-Saxon

“My King,” Earl Michal says, moving through the door. “The nobles are clamoring for your presence. Word has spread throughout the castle of what has transpired between you and the Prince.”

Those of high and low birth are uniformly welcomed to an evening consisting not of a clash of steel, but of beauty and elegance. Through a night composed from trails boasting one’s allurement, talent, and affluence, however only revered contestants shall advance to the final round; claiming herself Miss Regalia. Those yearning to participate require the backing of any noble house to represent, although all are welcomed to bare witness to the pageant.

Gwaine walked inside and set up at the dining table, whipping out his belt dagger and carving up the meat. "All yours! But I need a little more light in here. And while you're at it, start talking about that woman."

Harrenhal was a flurry of activity as Lords, Ladies, and knights from all over the seven kingdoms arrived to take part in the festivities. Arthur had been to plenty of tourneys before and competed in most of them, but he’d never been to one as grand as this. Lord Whent had pulled out all the spots for the occasion. It, certainly, wasn’t an event to be missed and Arthur was thankful Aerys let him and several of his brothers attend.

“The fact we did this together means something. I don’t give a damn about my time.” He draped Merlin’s arm over his shoulder and wrapped a muscular arm around his waist. “We are finishing this. Together.”

behind her, the other on her chest to calm her racing heart. “How do you invade my mind every night? Do you seduce me with your magic?”

"We have never turned away anyone seeking help," said Arthur, "neither man nor beast. Take my greatest knight, Sir Lancelot with you, as his strength is far greater than that of an ordinary mortal. If it is possible to find your queen he will."