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March 21, 1002
THIRD PERSON POV
"Good day, Lucy," Imira greeted the young queen as she walked towards her.
"Imira. It is a great day, don't you think? Oh, I can't wait for the celebrations to begin." Lucy said excitedly.
"Neither can I. I am sure it will be a very interesting day,"
"Who do you think will win the jousting?" Lucy asked as they started walking to the stairs.
"I do not know, I don't believe I am familiar with all the contenders. But I would bet on Nick Threston to win the sword fighting tourney,"
"Nick Threston? That is the guard you fancy training with, is he not?" Lucy asked remembering Nick.
"Yes, he is,"
"But I thought you would be participating in the tourney," Lucy inquired.
"I was planning on it, but I have changed my mind," Imira told her.
"Really, why?" Lucy asked.
"Oh, I just think it might be more fun to watch this once,"
"I suppose it might. I've seen Nick fight a few times before, he is skilled. But do you think he can best the Lord Peridan? He won last year," Lucy asked.
"Hmm, well I have never fought Peridan myself, but he is quite skilled. It will sure make for an interesting match to watch,"
"Very interesting indeed,"
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"Susan," Peter was looking for his sister and he was glad he caught her leaving her rooms.
"Hello, Peter. Ready for today?" Susan greeted her brother in high spirits.
"I am. You?" Peter said reaching her.
"Absolutely. Shall we get going?"
"Of course," Peter said following his sister. "Hey, listen, there is something I wish to talk with you about,"
