Payton stood by idly, slightly away from the bustle and uproar of the stands, preferring to stand and watch the tournament. She had never been a fan of such hopeless hobbies, but it was always nice to witness two warriors testing their might against each other. Payton had very little knowledge of the battlefield, but it was easy to assume that tournament battles were nowhere near to the actual thing. That's why there were more knights renowned for their prowess in tournaments than knights renowned for their prowess on the battlefield. Payton shuffled slightly in her armor. She had taken to wearing the suit of armor when she first joined the House of Affairs, as it added more of a aura of authority than a dress ever would, although it did wear on her nerves sometimes. There was no easy way out of the armor, without spending more than a fair share of time taking it off, and it was never easy to be relaxed inside it. Payton scanned over the crowd, as she brushed the hair out of her pale face. She had only arrived a few hours early, but it was not by accident. She had planned on arriving slightly late, and planned on arriving alone. As far as she was concerned, no official in Mullen yet knew she was here.