Then some representatives from a neighboring nation, Tuisane, came to Court, and Alan had to go to several meetings, to make peace, but really it was just a disguise to see if King Roald's army had the stomach for battle. When the other squires, the pages, Alan, and I were serving dinner when Jon and another person from the visiting nation, Daine of Melor, got into an argument about fencing.
Gary muttered, "You are rude in the house of your host." I elbowed his squire, who set his wine pitcher down, poured a glass of wine, went over to Gary, and pressing the wine into his hand, began whispering to him, calming him down, and getting him to let go of his sword. He slowly relaxed, releasing his grip on his sword and everyone else relaxed—I didn't dare move away from Raoul after that scare because I knew his temper was worse than mine—and since I had a terrible temper that was saying something.
Alan fenced against Daine and defeated him and I had to admit I was proud of him, especially since he was my brother.
