Wild cheers rang deafeningly from the stands in anticipation of the championship match.
Henry entered the arena with Eadlin's delicate handkerchief fluttering at the end of his weapon. Accepting someone's handkerchief or piece of clothing before the finale competition meant fighting for their honor. However, he didn't take the traditional words seriously, but then she'd also helped him today, which he would never forget, If she hadn't stopped him from wearing his armour...He would have been paralyzed and forfeited the tournament.
So literally, he was also fighting for her honor as well as his family's. He glanced towards the direction Eadlin was earlier, but now she was no longer hiding there. He frowned a little, where did she go?
