Sophia stood up and clapped when Thomas was declared the winner, but Gareth was right, it was odd for them to call the fight, even if it had drug on for some time. Still, she was glad the knight had avoided serious injury. "Yes, he did. But you're right, I don't recall them mentioning a time limit... oh well." She looked across the field towards Thomas and smiled. Her yellow eyes drifted over the fairgrounds until she found Jezin. She still worried he'd get hurt. The thought then hit her. What if he had to fight Sir Thomas? Her heart sank at the thought. She was shaken from her train of thought by a hand on her shoulder. "My lady, I've been looking for you." She turned to see a woman with grey hair and bright orange eyes; one of her servants. "Oh, Eva, what's wrong?" "Nothing, nothing milady. Just thought you might like some food." The woman smiled and held out a loaf of bread. Sophia took the bread with a smile. "Hey Gareth, are you hungry?"

Jezin had started to speak, but before he could Lexine had walked into the crowd nearby. Something was [i]different[/i] about her. Exactly what that was wasn't plainly obvious yet. The fight had drug on for a while, but Thomas had been declared the winner. He was impressed by the man's skill, though a bit disappointed that the match had been called off prematurely. Still, he understood why it had. If they took too long it'd be nightfall before long. He gave the knight a congratulatory nod.