Hello All! I'm baaaaaack! *ducks from people chucking objects in frustration* Don't Shoot The Messanger! Ok, yes, this chapter is frightfully boring, but I wrote it at 4:00am so please be kind! I just needed a starter up to ROMANCE! *does giddy little dance*

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Gunther ducked out of Jester view and hid behind a table of men playing cards. There poker faces were so good, she could not tell if they noticed her or not. 'What are they doing here? They never come here!' She silently moaned before quietly attempting to walk to the back of the bar. 'I'm not letting them ruin my night!' Gunther thought as she dodged between tables.

She was almost at the back when someone stood in front of her. Jester. He gave her a curious look before speaking.

"Have we met before?" Jester asked looking as though he was trying to read his mind. Gunther shook her head from left to right. Gunther waited for his reply, which presumably would include his name. She had expected him to more of announce his name then say it, and bow comically, but he did not. "Oh, Well I am Jester." He said and bowed politely. Jester then looked up at her, expectantly.

'He wants to know my name!' Gunther racked her brain for a good name that she might actually remember to answer too. "Isabella." Gunther said and curtsied gently. He nodded.

"I'm sorry for following you. But I felt as though I had seen you somewhere." Jester said apologetically, and slightly bowed again. Gunther shrugged, and then was silent.

She was not sure what to say, and she was relieved when Jester finally said something. "I could not help noticing you seemed lonely. Would you like to join me and my friends?" He asked and gestured in the direction to which his friends were seated.

"I would not wish to intrude." Gunther replied politely. Jester shook his head, which made the bells on it jingle uncontrollably.

"Oh, You would not be intruding. Please join us." Jester insisted, and Gunther could not think of an excuse as to why she could not. So she walked back to the table where Jester had been seated before.

Jane, Smithy, Rake were laughing about something when Gunther and Jester arrived at the table. Jane noticed Jester, but seemed oblivious to his companion. "Where have you been?" She asked loudly.

"Oh, I went to check on something." Jester replied. Gunther looked around the table and noticed that Smithy was looking at her.

"Who's your friend?" Smithy asked. Suddenly all eyes were on Gunther. She smiled slightly and was glad when Jester introduced her.

"This is Isabella. I invited her to join us." Jester explained, and then sat down in the wooden chair next to Jane. He gestured for her to sit in the chair on the other side of him. Gunther did so.

"Let me introduce you to everyone. Across from me is Rake, Next to you is Smithy, And on my left is Jane." Jester said happily. Rake waved happily at her when his name was called, Smithy smiled gently, and Jane did nothing.

"Nice to meet you." Gunther said awkwardly, and then began fiddling with her dress. Jane seemed to want to continue the conversation they had been having before Gunther and Jester had arrived at the table.

"It's too bad Pepper could not come. But she has to prepare for tomorrows meal" Jane said casually.

"She was going to test out different recipes with the plants that have just bloomed in my garden!" Rake seemed delighted to be talking of his two most favorite things in the world. "She was going to try a new soup with-"

Gunther did not hear the end of his sentence as Smithy leaned over to talk to her. "Do you live around here?" He asked, seeming genuinely interested. Gunther had not thought anyone would ask her of her whereabouts.

"Umm, No I live on the outskirts of town." She answered, attempting to sound casual. Smithy nodded.

"Oh. Do your parents work?" He asked. Gunther racked her brain for something plausible.

"Uh…I live alone. I work at here sometimes for money." Gunther said quickly, and then smiled. Jester suddenly turned his attention back to "Isabella"

"You live alone?" He asked. Gunther knew he was casually inquiring about her parents. But Gunther was not about to take the bait. She simply nodded. Jester raised an eyebrow, but did not push the question further.

"Well, Today I beat Gunther 4 times at staves." Jane said loudly. Everyone cheered. Except for Gunther. 'Their talking about me and I'm right here!' She thought. And then she got an idea.

"Who is Gunther?" She asked, with false curiosity. For the first time Jane seemed interested in talking to her.

"Gunther is the other squire who is also being taught by Sir Ivon, and Sir Theodore." Jane said. Gunther gave her a questioning look.

"Why did you not invite him to join you tonight?" She asked. Jane wrinkled her nose.

"Because he's a beef-brained Bisket-Weavel." Jane said firmly. Gunther nodded, but not in agreement.

"How so?" She inquired. Jane seemed more then happy to exploit Gunther's bad points.

"He's selfish, He cheats, He thinks he's the best at everything, and he's mean to everyone! He's a right cad!" Gunther was a bit shocked for a moment. There was silence around the full table.

"Are you nice to him?" Gunther asked, a bit put out. Jane huffed.

"Of course! We are all as nice as we can be to him!" She replied in a way that almost made Gunther believe her.

"How?" Gunther asked. This time even Jane was silent. Everyone around the table looked like they were trying to remember something. "Do you know his Birthday?" Gunther pushed. Once again silence. "His favorite food?" She pushed a little more. She was met with silence yet again. Now she was becoming slightly angry. "Do you even know his eye-colour?" She asked, and when she was met with mumbles, she decided she'd had enough.

"You say you have tried to be his friend, you have thought yourselves kind to him, but admit it. You have made no attempt at friendship. You all just like to pretend you have, so you do not feel guilty." Gunther said coldly. No one looked at her. It was as if they thought if they did not look at her, they would no have to admit it.

Gunther then stood up from the table. "I am sorry that I took up you time." She said, and walked away.

Gunther was about a yard away from the bar, when she suddenly heard mans voice behind her. A familiar one.

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