Prince Robert entered the room and the Knights stood. Prince Robert said, "Please Sir Knights, I am a prince, in name only. I will soon be training under your guidance and will be only one of many, that will be under your command.
Please be seated as, until the time I become a Knight, you are my superiors."
Sir Sonic spoke and said, "You shall be a great Knight Robert and I would be honored to teach you myself." Sir Robert said, "Thank you Sir Sonic Celt. I have recounted the battle at the landing field of last evening, to my Father. He said he now regrets that he put my life in such danger, but said that he will thank you in person in just a short while." Robert continued, "If you Sir's would follow me for just a few minutes I will show you the remainder of the training arena."
He led the way down the corridor to a barracks area and a large room that doubled as a dining room and class room. The rooms of the barracks were filled with young men engaged in various forms of activity or just lounging on their bunks. They saw racks of armor lining the walls. They went out a side door into the vast arena and saw many stables full of horses, a blacksmith shop and many groomers and stable hands. There was a jousting wall in the middle and many pit areas for fighting hand to hand. Sir Robert said, "Please return to your quarters now and prepare yourselves for breakfast in about 30 minutes. I will send one of the attendants to bring you when it's time."
Sir JonPop knocked on Sir Studs door and said, "Hey Studly, you about through? The king wants us at breakfast in just a few minutes."
The door opened and Sir Studs girl came out with a very large smile on her red face, she gleamed with perspiration on her forehead and her hair was soaking wet. She gave a little giggle and ran off down the corridor, leaving the door open. Sir Stud was bent over, sitting on the edge of the bed, breathing hard like he had just finished a jousting match. He said, "Wheew Sir JonPop, these girls are way better than the ones we have back home, any day. She wouldn't stop and just wore may ass out. Dang, I must be gettin old. Three times bout killed my ass."
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