Week 15: Chivalry is Alive

Ahhh, such a dreamy sunny morning as I walk my horse along the reflective waters of the stream. My family castle in view just beyond the river’s bend. Wait...I see something ahead, blinding, coming towards me. Dear me, is that a knight in shining armour?

I am prepared. My longsword is kept beside me at all times. The knight gallops towards my position and pulls up one swords length away. Perfect, so I can cut him easily upon a possible attack. As he halts, I notice such brilliant blue eyes, golden locks of hair, and a welcoming smile. “Good morning, I am Sir Miles from the North, summoned by your father for your protection.” I must thank my father later.

“And a good morning to you too Sir Miles, as you know I am Dame Rosalie, Order of the Dragon, so I need no such protection, as I am most excelled in the art of swordsmanship. You sir should be wary of a woman with a sword,” as I surprisingly point the sword at his heart. “But, I dare say that your skills may be useful in other ways…,” as I give him a wicked smile.

My knight in shining armour swiftly dismounts the horse, and captures me in his arms. “Shall I show you to my bed chamber?” With excited breath we…what? Oh gosh, I’m dreaming again. Man I must really need some, or was it that medieval sword fighting class I took...