The celebration for the prince's first summer was quite inappropriate for children, as the prince had dozed off after about half an hour into it, and now it had been reduced to a charade that basically involved drinking, wooing, and dancing that would most likely scare the Childs eyes for eternity.

"Okay come on it's Amy's turn" Laughed Maratha drunkenly, to her friends. they were playing a game they always did when they were at parties, and being as Amanda was here for barley 2 months the girls who were Martha, Laura, Nikkei, and Cindy had decided to include her in the game for this party, whether it was out of care or just evil intent was yet to be found out.

"I'm sorry" Said Amy nervously. "But I still don't understand how to play?"

"Oh darling it's easy." Said Laura hiccupping at the end "we pick a guy any guy and you must convince him to dance with you no matter who he is okay darling." She finished eyeing the girl. Who nodded?

"OH I know." Screeched Nikkei suddenly "how about Sir. Tristan?"

"OH MOST DEFFINATLY." Said the group causing Amy to jump.

"Oh alright which one is he again." She asked dreading it being Venora's husband but no that was Bors as best as she could remember oh she was always horrid with names!!

"That one over there .the one next to Lancelot, he's the one we challenged Cindy to dance with." Said Martha pointing to the knight who had always been quit solemn when he came in. though she couldn't understand why they all looked like they had won the lottery after all it took Cindy three seconds to convince the other knight why was this one any different?.

"Okay." She said took a breath and walked over to him with determination.

"Hey Lancelot looks like there's another one coming." Said Gawain pointing at the new girl who arrived in Camelot not two months ago.

"She's younger than the rest you gonna put up a 'struggle' this time?" added Galahad eyeing up the girl who couldn't be more than 17 summers.

"I don't think so she's a beauty." Answered Lancelot smirking and that she was she was dressed in black a dress that moved to her every move like air her eyes were shining green even from such a distance and her hair was some what of ash blonde or brown that made her eyes look cat like.

She finally arrived at there table took a breath as Lancelot Pushed up his chest looking expectantly at her when she shocked them all by asking: "Sir Tristan would you like to dance?" it was lucky that only Galahad had taken a swig for now it was all over Gawain and Lancelot looked as though he had been shot.

"No" Tristan answered making her face drop but she was determined.

"Why is that Sir? Tristan after all this is a celebration is it not?" she asked smiling still.

This time he looked up and shocked as he may have been he didn't show it after all he was accepting one of those who tried to get to him often most likely on some kind of poll who would be able to bed him first it was funny actually to consider it but this girl had eyes like no other they were innocent and full of hope. So he answered as truthfully as ever.

"I don't dance." He stated which was true.

"But are you not a warrior?" she asked

"That's one way of putting it" he said with a hint of a mile adorning his lips.

"Well isn't that what dancing is?" she asked not understanding he frowned

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"Dancing is the same move of the battlefield except it's your passion you're fighting so come now Sir. Tristan you have not danced all night and surely a warrior, a Knight of the round table no less would not let a celebration go without showing us how to fight will he." She said smiling knowing she had won. Speechless Tristan said nothing as was the fate o his fellow Knights who could not believe the girl had just got Tristan to dance.

The Music started and Amy pulled Tristan behind her into the center of the floor.

Were she started dancing with him staring obviously uncomfortable so as Amy had grown up with fighters she new what set them off and so she pushed him and him not expecting held on to her hands as they backed away.

"Come now show me how good this knight of legend is." she said as she moved around him. She tried to push him again but anticipating it he grabbed her hands and swung them around making her turn. She stepped closer on her toes she using him as sport as she lifted herself off the floor and he grabbed her waist and not so gently he swing her around when she landed on the floor he held her hand and swung her in again okay ppl its kind of like a salsa from here on in okay cant explain it as I'm learning it recently okay? So there

The song ended leaving both panting for breath and the crowd that had gathered around them into a heap of applause.

"Well Sir. Tristan who do you think won." She whispered barley coherent for him.

"Won?" he whispered back.

"was it not a battle of passion do you think you won or I did?" she said taking a breath not so used to dancing that hard though the crowd around them had thinned and now they were making there way back to his table.

"I would not know." He answered. She smiled and curtsied "fair enough good sir." she said leaving.

"Waite" he said and cursing himself for doing so. For as she turned her whole body seemed to move with the wind.

"What is your name?" he asked realizing he did not know it.

"Amanda though you may call me Amy. Good buy Sir, as I need to go back to my job or else I fear Venora's wrath."

"I'm sure." He said smirking

So she went back to the counter gasping she had never in her life felt so disoriented yet so giddy all at once.

"WOW Tristan never knew you had it in you." Said Lancelot slapping Tristan on the back earning himself a look that would kill that was obvious to him that if he were not his brother in arms then he would be dead in seconds.

The scout sat down quit lost in his thoughts what just happened?