Between a knight and a fool one can clearly tell who is the weaker party. Gunther could kill Jester easily without meaning to. So without any knowledge of why this fight had broke out in the first place I decided to fight on the fools behalf.

As Gunther aimed to throw a punch I stepped between the two. I faced my partner in a fighting stance chastising myself for drawing my dragon sword rather than picking up my practice sword that was right next to me. Gunther tried to move around me to get to Jester but I blocked him carefully with the sharp end of my blade.

"You'll kill him Gunther. If you wish to fight then fight me." I reasoned.

"Jane you dont understand, I..."

"I do not care Gunther you do not want his blood on your hands." I interrupted.

He seemed to consider for a second before drawing his own weapon. We circled around one another while our terrified friends watched. I made the first move carefully and he countered perfectly. I was sure to be careful not to hit him anywhere vital if I ever did manage a blow. He did not make it easy. He only countered, never attacked, but as he was doing so he was pressing me backwards so much that if I didnt walk the way he was pressing I would have fallen over for sure. He kept pressing me back with every counter move that I soon found myself almost tripping when my ankle backed up against a stair.

I landed a blow to his left arm leaving only a small cut. It barely blead but I felt tremendously guilty as I walked backwards up the stairs. God why didnt I pick up my practice sword instead. He didnt even flinch.

He used his moves to back me into my own room. I did not understand why. It must have looked ridiculous, two knights in training combatting with swords in a small bedroom. Even more ridiculous that before backing me into a wall he used his foot to close my door as if the combat required privacy.

With my back to the wall I attempted a few more jabs at him which he blocked with ease before using his own weapon to knock mine out of my hand. It landed on the floor next to his left foot. He kicked it away managing to keep me from moving by aiming his blade dangerously close to my throat. I put my hands up in surrender.

He used his left hand to grab both of my dainty wrists and pin them to the wall before tossing his sword behind him. He stepped closer to me. I could feel the heat radiating off his body which in turn brought another kind of heat to my cheeks. He towered over me standing dangerously close still pinning me to the stone wall behind me.

He let out a stress filled sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose with his eyes squeezed shut. Whatever had caused all of this was really getting to him. It was time to talk.

"Gunther what on earth..." I started

"Hes in love with you Jane, cant you see that!?" He questioned intensely.

"Oh," I flushed. "But if that is true, why should it bother you?" I asked.

He ran his right fingers through his hair and shook his head.

"I dont know Jane..I Dont...It shouldn't but... ugh its just," he let go of my hands and turned around to sit on my bed. I stood in front of him now.

"He was... looking at... you, I" his eyes wondered lower then back up to mine.

"At me?" I questioned.

"At your chest Jane! He was staring at your chest." He was clearly disgusted by that. "I was just,"

"Defending my honor?" I finished.

He nodded.

I sat next to him on the bed. I pulled him in for a hug, touched that he would do that for me, and finally understanding why he didnt fight me back. We stayed like that for a moment before it was time to talk again.

"I pitty him." I started.

"Who? Jester?" I nodded in reply. "Why?" he asked.

"Because if what you say is true, I cannot return his affections." I admit sadly. I'd never want to hurt him, but I only see him as a friend.

"Oh." He sounded less stressed than before. Almost releaved. "So if he doesnt hold your affections, someone else does?" I couldn't tell if he was teasing or asking genuinely. Either way my face heated again.

"Actually," we both leaned in closer to each other. "they might."

This might be the end or I might continue it. let me know what you think.