"Kick his ass Kel!" "Owen!" "But Kel, I only want you to whip him!" "Owen!" "Jesslaw! Shut up!" Even with his head bandaged Lord Wyldon of Cavall could still hear the new Sir Owen of Jesslaw cheering on his friend, Keladry of Mindelan. She was dancing with their friend Faleron who had remarked on her nice dress. "Lord Wyldon, why are you here?" Owen asked, shocked and yet subdued. "Because, Sir Owen, I happened to need to speak to their Majesties. Carry on."