Oscar absentmindedly stirred her coffee as she stared out into the garden veranda where she met the mysterious knight. "Daughter, you look dazed? What ails you?" asked her father as he took a glance at her from his morning paper. They were having an early morning breakfast at the garden the next day after Oscar's party.

"Nothing's wrong father," replied Oscar as she took a sip of her coffee. She made a face as she realized she doused too much sugar into it.

His father caught her distaste and laughed. "Nothing wrong but you seemed out of it since last night. I've been meaning to ask you if you found anyone of interest at the party..."

Oscar swallowed hard. She wasn't sure if she should tell her father. She wasn't some young girl waiting for a prince, or some damsel in distress dreaming of a man to save her. He would certainly be enraged if she told him she knew neither the name nor the identity of the man who caught her heart. Even she wasn't sure if the kiss or the knight was real.

She longed to share it with someone, but with whom? Andre? Gladys? Andre might act overprotective and search for that knight. He might frighten him away even before they could get to know each other better. No... She shall not tell Andre, well, not yet.

Gladys. She should tell Gladys. She would certainly understand. The sight of her father staring at her brought her back to reality. He'd been waiting for an answer.

"You know, Oscar. Even if you neither confirm nor deny it, I know there was someone you've met last night. I've never seen you so flustered and disconcerted before..."

Oscar remained quiet, pretending to enjoy her awful-tasting coffee.

"Very well, then. I know you would tell me when you're good and ready," said her father as he went back to reading the morning paper.


Gladys paced back and forth in her room. Oscar was on her way over. She wanted to tell Oscar that she thinks she's falling for Girodere but Oscar said she had something urgent to tell her and she sounded utterly excited. She didn't see her talking long with anyone except Girodere who was her subordinate in the army before. What if Oscar would say she loves Girodere. It worried her. But it was no use fretting over it. She'll know in a matter of minutes.

An urgent knock on her bedroom door came before Oscar excitedly burst into the room without waiting for her reply. She'd never seen her friend giddy and excited like a school girl before. It was a refreshing change. She never knew she had it in her to be all dazzled. Oscar's disposition had always been composed and serious, and somewhat no-nonsense. The only time she ever saw her loosen up a bit and laugh was when she was around Andre.

Oscar bounced on her bed as she took a cookie from her bedside table. She spoke excitedly as she took a bite of the cookie. "Oh Gladys, you won't believe this. He was magnificent...he was tender... I've never experienced anything like it. His kiss...It was magical...it was glorious..."

Gladys was absorbing all the information that came out Oscar's lips like a speeding bullet. What? What is she talking about? A kiss... She gasped in absolute surprise...but a sudden relief overcame her as well as she deduced that it couldn't be with Girodere as they have never been left alone and she didn't recall seeing them kiss.

"Gladys!" screamed Oscar.

"You're not listening!" accused Oscar.

Gladys snapped back into reality and gave her friend an equally glorious smile. "Oh Oscar, that's absolutely wonderful! Tell me, who is he? Come on, tell me all about him," urged Gladys.

Oscar averted her gaze from her friend's honey coloured eyes. She took another cookie, trying to avoid her question.

"Come on, Oscar. You can't not tell me his name after you told me you kissed him, and it's not every day that I see you this giddy. He must be someone special."

Oscar swallowed hard. "I don't know his name," she whispered almost inaudibly.

"What!" gasped Gladys.

"Oscar, it's way inappropriate for a woman to kiss a total stranger, and I specially believe it's way beneath you."

"Hold your horses before you completely be mad at me. I didn't act like some shameless hussy...He saved me. I almost plunged to my death because I was upset..."

"What were you upset about?" asked Gladys worriedly. "Is it about Girodere?"

Oscar looked at her in confusion. "Gorodere? It has nothing to do with him...It's not important anymore...what I'm more concerned about is if I will ever see that knight again," said Oscar in a small voice.

Gladys was as relieved as she was excited for her friend. "Cheer up Oscar! I don't think you've let anything stand in your way in the past. Let's wait and see. I'm sure he'll show up again. If he truly loves you...he will."

Gladys gave her friend a comforting hug. She would have to wait before telling Oscar about her own romantic concerns.