[I hope the title is okay xD]

Name: Lillian Rochester
Age:15
Personality: Quiet and shy, she's been looking for love, so she says. With already a knight after her, she prefers someone else...
Background: After loosing her parents to a fire ordered by Mordred, she was sent until the care of her uncle, the Duke of Wessex. Looking, to find a place to belong, she's still carrying the weight of the depression of her lost parents.
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Name: Spencer Sauer
Age: 19
Bio: Spencer was forced into knighthood at 14 years of age, he lost both his parents in a bandit ambush when he was 12, taken in by a small town nearby and thus thrown into Knighthood at 14. His weapon of choice is a Bow and Dagger.
Personality: Spencer is a very, quite, soft young man, hes mysterious and deadly. He never says much. He is also very very very VERY lonely.
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Spencer Ducked down in the bushes, the moon was hidden behind a cloud. Perfect. He slowly moved, pulling out his bow, and striking the enemy straight threw the heart, that was the signal "Move move move!" He yelled at his men, moving quickly forward, he had killed there leader, now the rest was easy as cake. He was in the very front, stabbing and shooting the enemy. He was quick, silent, and never missed his target. In the end there was a bloody mess. Him and half his men survived. Spencer sat by a tree, looked up at the stars enjoying his victory...he never lost...but was this what he wanted? to be a murderer? Even if this is what he is good at? He feel asleep with his thoughts...

Sunrise came fast, and he was surrounded, all his men killed...Spencer got ready to kill, but it was to late.
"Are you the leader of this....Mess?" The man asked.
"I was, yes. Now I am a leader of Noone thanks to your scum. Ha. You think your powerful? your lower than low...Attacking men while there asleep...Your no man." Spencer spat the words. The man looked at him and laughed. "Yes, he is the one we are looking for." Spencer looked confused. "What is it that you need me for?" The man just chuckled. "Well kid, your working for us now, welcome to the round table" Spencer's ears burned...King Aurthur? He was wanted....for the knights at the round table?

Lillian flinched as Lady Isolde tightened her corset. "Why again do we have to be unable to breathe?" Lillian asked as she tried to find her breath.

Isolde sighed. "You will get used to it. You are still getting use to a different dress each week anyway," Isolde replied as she patted her hip to let Lillian know she was done.

Lillian turned around as Isolde pulled Lillian's red dress over her head. "Now remember, be polite, alright?" Isolde asked as she tied Lillian's sleeves.

Lillian sighed and rolled her eyes. "Yes," was all she replied.

Spencer was brought to the castle where he was given a room where he was to change into The proper dinner attire. He showered and scrubbed all the blood and dirt of his body, out of his messy blond hair. When he came out he dressed in a nice pair of slacks and shirt. He was to where a Pin to let everyone at the party he was a knight, all the knights wore them.

He heard a knock at the door, and Opened it up "Yes?" It was the same Man who brought him here. "you ready Sir Sauer?" It was weird hearing someone say his name like that..."Yes" The Man Spoke. He said his name was Sir Luke.

When he arrived to the Ball. There were Knights everywhere, and women. They seemed to barley mingle..Spencer followed Luke to The other knights. "This is Sir Spencer Sauer, our newest and finest knight" Spencer Shook their hands and greeted and small talked. He would rather be anywhere but here.

[sorry I didn't get to reply fast. we had a big storm last night and our internet is weird atm]

Lillian scanned the crowed, hoping she wouldn't get asked to dance only because a headache was just coming close. She sighed but jumped when Percival came.

"Good den, Lady Lillian," he said as he took her hand and kissed it.

Lillian forced on a smile. "Sir Percival," she addressed him.

"Would you have the next dance with me?" he then asked her.

Lillian let out a secret sigh and smiled again, nodding her head. "Of course, Percival" she answered. But then her eyes lingered to the knight behind him who looked pretty new. "And who is this?" she then asked.

Spencer heard the woman, and instantly walked over to her. " I am Sir Spencer Saur Milady" He bowed and took her hand. "Its lovely to meet you." He said, Then shook the Knights hand. "Well, I am off" He again bowed to the lady and headed over to the table to be alone. A few women glanced and giggled at him, and he blushed. He decided to ask one to join him to dance. "Um...would...you care to dance..?" He hated dancing, but he dosent wanna be the odd man out. She said yes and they danced for a while. He glanced at the woman he just meet...shes Very beautiful.

((I...am very sorry for not replying! D: ))

Lillian blushed when she felt Sir Spencer's eyes on her. She looked at him for a moment to be sure of herself. And when she found herself correct, she immediately looked away. Lady Isolde leaned over to her at their table when she had returned from dancing with Sir Tristan. "The new knight is specularity handsome, is he not?" Lady Isolde asked in a teasing way.

Lillian blushed once more and looked over at Sir Percival. "So is Sir. Percival," she said as soon as she saw Percival walking over to her to remind her that this was their dance. She got up, took his hand, and followed him out to the dance floor as she danced with him out of wishful thinking she promised wouldn't come of her. She sighed.

Percival heard the sigh. "Is something the matter, Lillian?" he asked her.

Lillian looked up at him, smiled, and shook her head. "No, thank you, Percival. Just been a while since I've been to a gathering such as this," she lied.

Spencer danced with this young woman, who was indeed pretty, but not so much as Lillian...he blushed and kept his focus on the girl who was asking him alot of questions but never did she stop talking to let him say anything. "The dance was great, i must be going now" He bowed, kissed her hand, and walked over to the table where Lillian had been sitting with a beautiful woman. " I must be so rude!" Spencer said " I have yet to introduce myself, iam sir, Spencer saur. "He bowed and kissed her hand and snuck a peak at Lillian dancing with Tristan.

Isolde looked up at the new knight and smiled. "Well, 'tis all well, no need to worry," she assured him. Shortly, Lillian walked over, bowed to Sir. Spencer, and sat back in her usual chair, gasping for breath as she motioned for one of the peasants to bring her a glass of water.

Lillian took a sip of the water and sighed as she glanced up at Sir. Spencer. "So, Sir Spencer, how old are you?" she asked him as politely as she could. He was incredibly handsome and that appealed to her knowledge faster than it seemed Percival could.

Spencer waved for a glass of water himself, "No worries, I am 19 years of age, and what about you miss Lillian?" She was the most beautiful woman hes ever seen, of course he had no desire to fall in love anyways.....even though he could see why men did fall for woman, there wife's.....these woman are so beautiful, so radiant.

Spencer coughed and took a seat across Miss Lillian.

Lillian smiled and looked down at her mug. "I am of fifteen years," she replied as she then looked at him as soon as she heart him cough. "Are you alright, Sir Spencer?" she asked him. She felt so familiar with him she only wanted to want more about him. He seemed far interesting. She leaned forward to have a better look at him. She smiled in the meantime while waiting for him to answer.

He stared back into her eyes, "why, yes if course im very fine.." he smiled at her....15...so young....which made her even more desiring...."So, ahem...is Sir Percival your suitor? or fiance'?" He was simply curious, he could care less if she were taken yet or not....wouldn't stop him from taking her from him....if thats what he even wanted.

Lillian chocked a little on her water at Spencer's question. She put her hand over her mouth for her to regain control of her throat. Isolde was silently giggling beside Lillian. "Nay," she replied as a blush covered her cheeks once again.

"Good" Spencer smiled, stood up and kissed Lillians hand goodbye "Perhaps, Ill talk to you again soon" He smiled and went off, talking with the knights, and talking with the girls, he then walked up to Percival and shook his hand. " Hope you are enjoying yourself this fine evening" He said with a smirk.

Lillian sat there, frozen with astonishment. Isolde the same. Lillian then turned her head to Isolde. "What did he mean when he said 'good'?" she asked her with a puzzled face.

Isolde looked back at her and shrugged her shoulders.

Percival smiled at Spencer and nodded his head. "Indeed, I am. Just wish Lillian would want to dance with me more....And what about you, Sir Spencer...how are you enjoying your evening?" he asked him with a friendly smile.

He smiled back "Good Good! This a fantastic party, who threw it?" He asked. "Awe, well dance with another lovely maiden, make her....jealous make her want tio dance with you...I mean, its what Id do if My girl was acting disrespectful.." He looked over at Lillian table and winked.

"Arthur did. We're getting ready to round up the royal court and head to Avaloch for a little Vacation," Percival replied. Then he chuckled at what Spencer had said. "Nah, I don't like to tease or make anyone jealous in any way. And tell me, Spencer, which lady in waiting do you have your eye on already?" he then asked.

Lillian was clapping with Isolde to the melodic music of the fast dance that half of the celebration was dancing. Then she glanced over at Spencer to see his gaze once more. She smiled and blushed and immediately looked away.

Spencer thought about it carefully..."Well...Not sure actually, I haven't had time to uh...pick or get to know anyone...I am Farley new...." He chuckled. So Lillian.....either has no idea That privial has his eye on her, or she knows and is not interested...."Do you suggest any lady in waiting that might like me?" That was a fair and honest thing to ask a fellow knight...right?

Percival looked at Lillian who had just looked away from Spencer. "Lillian seems to have her eyes on you," he pointed out in a jealous but encouraging way.

"Oh? I hadnt noticed, I thought it was you she was looking at. I couldn't....you have your eye on her, and I would never barge in on that, ever, I made a vow long ago...." Spencer smiled at his fellow knight. "Dont worry, im sure shes just gossiping about the new guy.." He chuckled, and looked over at lillians table, then back at other girls.."See that one? In the red dress? Thats more my style anyways" Spencer winked at the girl and smiled.

Percival chuckled. "And I, as well, had made a vow. I would never force my interest on any living being. She does not see me the way I see her, therefor she isn't mine to promise to," he assured Spencer. Then he followed Spencer's gaze. He shrugged. "Sure, she's a beauty," he said, trying to encourage Spencer into loving whomever he wished. He looked back at Lillian's table with longing.

Lillian sighed as she crossed her arms over her chest. Isolde had gone off to secretly snog Tristan and she was left alone. And for a shocker, no one was asking her to dance. She scoffed at herself, pathetic.

Spencer thought long and hard for a moment, could he really pursue Lillian? Well, if he was telling the truth, then why not? Spencer smiled at his friend and headed to Lillians table and bowed, "Would Mi' Lady, care to dance with me?" He tilted his head up and gave her a soft handsome smile, hoping she would say yes, and not let him stand there like a fool in front of his fellow knights.

Just when Lillian was about to give up and go leave for bed early, she was saved when Spencer came to the rescue. She looked up at him and blushed at how his smile seemed to effect her. She got up from her chair and placed her fingertips amongst his, careful not to touch his palm. "Of course, Sir Spencer," she said.

Spencer smiled, and blushed a little. "Great" He said, still smiling. He lead her onto the dance floor and moved with the music, her body, the rhythm..."So, Miss Lillian, Have you met anyone yet? To marry I mean" He said, trying to not sound so...desperate to be with her....He truly wondered if it was her he wanted, or her body, I mean, he had just met the girl, so what was this strange feeling towards her? Love or lust? Or was he just in fact scared to be alone when he dies...

Lillian smiled and matched the music and Spencer. With the light, it was hard to see if she was blushing or not. She was actually really blushing. "I'm waiting for the right man. I want to marry for love, not for duty. Isolde and Tristan did so," she said. She was actually enjoying herself. She never had this much as a simple fun with Percival. "But if I don't find that and it's beyond too late for me, I'll have to marry Percival," she added in a wary, sad, and worried voice.