Falkner dodged a strike from Nyssa. Then tried to counter attack which she blocked with her shield they went back and forth slashing, stabbing, and blocking until he got hit in the ribs

“what’s the matter you ain't this bad usually” how is anyone supposed to concentrate with Lily staring at him like a hero. wide eyed and raised her hand to her mouth whenever he got hit

“Again” Falkner said, blocking her out of my head returning a defensive stance. Nyssa with a smirk on her face held an attack stance. back and forth they went but Nyssa grew cocky, her relentless attacks I tap my sword gently on her throat

“you were saying” Falkner said smugly Lily cheered from the balcony that's annoying. Falkner thought “I’m done” heading into Philip's manor to change out of his practice armor and put away the practice sword and shield with Nyssa following not far behind

“Lily seemed impressed” Nyssa teased he didn't respond to that.

Dropping off the practice gear and dressing into their normal clothes. a red coat with brass buttons and something similar for Nyssa since she hated dresses they made there way back to the courtyard passing servants cleaning it wasn't a large courtyard but wasn’t small ether Lily came running into his arms

"you were wonderful” Nyssa was trying not to laugh. Falkner pointed at her warningly and she smirked at that.

“I could have been better but not horrible,” setting her on her feet and looking into her eyes. I will do my duty and make this work "I think you did great” Lily insisted “we should probably get back to the inn it’s almost sunset” Lily frowned “ok see you tomorrow” letting go of him to be by her maid, a pretty blond in her middle years. he ran out to get to the inn. once outside and into the streets where people prepared for the night of the dead carving turnips into scary faces

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“Do you think Brith will be your servant or Heather’s?”

“mine of course he is my friend why you ask?” sometimes figuring out Nyssa was impossible

“Fingered,” Nyssa replied. what? At the inn

“my Lady, my Lord” the innkeeper said

“we have prepared baths for you”

“thank you” Nyssa said after the bath and the clothes washed after getting dressed. Falkner took his bath as Night came.

He hastily put on his red dragon mask Nyssa and John were talking about their day. John's mask a black wolf Nyssa, had a strange cat with two long fangs to its chin she got from the north men. mother sitting in the rocking chair reading how she could read with the wind howling as is. He had no Idea

“How was sparing?” Mother asked

“Fine” mother went back to reading. later he heard laughter from a spirit or a mad man

A scream was heard just outside no one got much sleep on the night of the dead. That's why lords gave their surfs the day off working on their land to prepare. they sat there silent for a time

“I’m sorry it isn't what you want” mother said face full of sympathy

“it’s not so bad” Falkner replied giving her a smile

“rumor has it your were interested in a farmer” John said

“yes I had business there that didn't turn out to be anything” John nodded as to accept

His answer

“and the girl?” Nyssa asked

“just an acquaintance” how does she know about that?

As the night progressed everyone was getting agitated, John pacing with his hands behind his back. He sat at the table tapping on the table mother reading but didn't turn the page Nyssa leaning on the door no speaking which is odd behavior for her. Eventually morning came, then came a knock at the door with a shocking visitor.