~*Prologue*~
After Will had won Jocelyn's heart and had a little girl who took a love to jousting he had one problem, Adhemar. When Catelyn turned 16 Adhemar had just turned 36. He had found a wife and had a young son. Of course like most do the son was turning out like his father and jousting had one rule, no females. Catie as they called her had jousted against her father and her father's friends. She had beaten her Father many times. Roland had a son that he took to joust against Catie. Oric as they named him had been trained as a young boy by William and had learned more techniques than Catie. When they jousted. Many times Catie had won and had never lost but now Catie knew she had to win. With Kate as her blacksmith she had good armor. She rode her horse to Oric and said "you will look up at me from the flat of your back."
"In what world can you ever beat me. You are just a silly girl on a horse when you should be in the kitchen with your mother."
"Shut up you sexist dog"
"Well at least I am not a slave of my family."
"At least I am not a peasant."
"Enough" Will had said "just joust." Catie listened and went back to talk to Kate and Roland had made sure both were ready and dropped the flag. Catie rode and kept her eyes on her target and hit him right on the helmet and he flew off his horse to land on his back.
"As I said you would look at me from your back" She stuck her tongue out at him and helped him up.
"You have great technique and you need to get into competition like your father did."
"I am that good?"
"Oh yes indeed mi lady"