ROYAL BLOOD
She sipped from it before languidly fixing her gaze on the knights mercilessly trying to eliminate each other.
The knights continued fighting endlessly, their swords crashing with a fury that rattled the very air.
Each charge was met with equal force.
The crowd, hushed and breathless, sat caught between awe and dread, for the longer the fight endured, the more impossible it became to tell who would rise and who would fall.
Suddenly one of the knights fell from his horse; it was Sir Criston. He groaned in pain as the other knight lurched at him with his sword before plunging it into his stomach.