After he was done explaining, he waited for Myles' rempremand, while staring at the table. Neal dared himself to to look up. Myles just sat there looking amazed, nothing else.
" Say something. Please." Neal begged. Breaking the awkward silence. Myles simply shook is head. Neal began to get discouraged. He rose to leave, but Myles stopped him.
" You've got quite a problem." He commented almost inaudibly. Neal immediately sat down, completely assiduos to what Myles could, or rather would tell him,
" I know."
" Every festival, on the 5th night, there is a squire's ball. Did you know that Neal?"
" No Sir. But now that i do, what about it?"
Seeming to ignore his question, Myles continued. " Every young eligable lady comes. The king often comes, and Thayet is always there, she is after all, the one who came up with it. You go dressed in your finest, You commune, you interact with the other squires and the ladies. There is usually some dancing..." Myles' voice faded, as though he was reminiscing. " You should definately go. Lord Wyldon will be announcing it to you at lunch."
" Neal started again to say something, but he was interrupted.
" Go back to your room, and catch up on Classwork. I'll see you at dinner. Don't bother waiting for me."
As Neal walked back to his room, he thought about what Myles had said. He was so deep in thought, that he ran into his door. * OUCH!* He rubbed his forehead. Finally it made sense. * He gave me the answer, I can dance with her, and maybe convice her to like me*
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" Say something. Please." Neal begged. Breaking the awkward silence. Myles simply shook is head. Neal began to get discouraged. He rose to leave, but Myles stopped him.
" You've got quite a problem." He commented almost inaudibly. Neal immediately sat down, completely assiduos to what Myles could, or rather would tell him,
" I know."
" Every festival, on the 5th night, there is a squire's ball. Did you know that Neal?"
" No Sir. But now that i do, what about it?"
Seeming to ignore his question, Myles continued. " Every young eligable lady comes. The king often comes, and Thayet is always there, she is after all, the one who came up with it. You go dressed in your finest, You commune, you interact with the other squires and the ladies. There is usually some dancing..." Myles' voice faded, as though he was reminiscing. " You should definately go. Lord Wyldon will be announcing it to you at lunch."
" Neal started again to say something, but he was interrupted.
" Go back to your room, and catch up on Classwork. I'll see you at dinner. Don't bother waiting for me."
As Neal walked back to his room, he thought about what Myles had said. He was so deep in thought, that he ran into his door. * OUCH!* He rubbed his forehead. Finally it made sense. * He gave me the answer, I can dance with her, and maybe convice her to like me*
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