"Ah, yes, I will try my hardest to enjoy myself. Thank you." Gareth bowed his head in gratitude. He clasped his hands together when he sat down again for the next melee fight. He thought for a moment, recounting the order of the tournaments. The joust finals would be after the melee rounds, and then after that the melee finals. This order left archery for the last competition of the day, thus Harker would compete in the last tournament of the day before the last feast. He held onto that and cognized that he would have to be fully prepared to hit a target by then, but in the meantime, he and Sophia would be watching the melee and joust together from the stands for most of the day. Honestly, he wished he ate more. It was getting to be early in the afternoon, and the hour in which he'd normally eat was upon them, but they weren't eating lunch on the coronation to make room for the midnight gorging.