Chapter4

BACK TO BRETT

"What's her name?" he asked his brother

"Lady Eliza of fief Callas. She's trouble, a fussy lady. I rode into Tortall with her. She complained the whole way about her dress getting muddy."

Brett didn't hear him. His eyes were all for her, sitting only a metre away.

Shane sighed. Seemed his younger brother was growing up.

"So, Brett how's Nathan?" No answer

"How's the archery going?"

"Hello, my mouth is opening and shutting is any sound getting out?" Shane was becoming frustrated.

"What-Oh…nice talking to you Shane, see you round." Brett stood and positively floated away, bumping into several people, a suit of armour and a wall caused Shane and several other knights, including Sir Mark and Sir Damien had to lean on the walls to stop themselves falling down, hysterical with laughter. The pages Ricky, Michael and Brad all had humongous coughing attacks. The sight of Brett apologizing to a wall for bumping into to it was too much, and Nathan lost his cool and gave way to laughter, sliding down the wall, to where he wouldn't be seen.

Brett, after apologizing to the wall, somehow made it back to his room without incident. He flopped on his bed and closed his eyes. Visions of Eliza floated past. Brett Drifted off to sleep, still dressed in his page's uniform, with a huge grin on his face. And, as Nathan, Ricky, Brad and Michael passed, a tad tipsy with laughter and wine , on the way to their rooms, they noticed that Brett had left the door open. They peered in and had hysterics when they noticed that Brett had erected a nice little pyramid under his tunic.

A/N I know that was short, but I've got cricket training. More later I promise!!!!!!