Her thoughts were interupted by the man that she least wanted to see. Her father. She had not totally forgiven her father who was the source of her misery.

But standing with her father was another man. She took the chance to look him over. Handsome, she thought. With his black curly hair and his green eyes, he was by far the most handsome man she had seen in a while.

Her father walked over to where she was sitting and took her hand and helped her up.

"I have someone that I think you will be very pleased to meet."

"Let me guess, since I will be pleased to meet him, it's not you" Katharina relpied tartly.

The man that was with her father spoke: "Young lady, a woman must never speak to a man like that. It is not a woman's place to speak out against men."

Katharina looked the man square in the eye and said: "Who are you to tell me how to act? You don't own me. Or the last time I checked you didn't."

Her father stepped in between the two and broke the silence that had fallen. He looked almost scared because he knew he was the source of his daughter's unhappiness and he was about to bring her even more.

"Katharina, I want you to meet Sir Adhemar"