Jedi Knight Padme here! Yes, I have returned! I know, I know - you thought that Kate & Corin's Marvelous Misadventures were at an end, right? Well, so did I! Until, that is, a plot bunny jumped at me out of nowhere and refused to stop gnawing at me until I actually wrote this down! So here is the result: the first chapter of a new misadventure! Read, enjoy, and REVIEW!

P.S. To the reviewer who said Corin was gay - he's NOT! Let this chapter be proof of it!

It was a lovely spring morning, and both Kate and Corin were beside themselves in excitement, although for drastically different reasons.

For Corin, the Annual Caer Tintagel Spring and Summer Designer Fashion Show began the next day, launching the week-long event, which was THE place to go if you were Someone on the Medieval Social Scene, or the writer of "In Medieval Style" or the Gossip and Entertainment column. And, of course, since Corin himself had designed several outfits (to be modeled on several of his own pupils, recently graduated from his Finishing School for Young Ladies), he received not only free tickets to the gala, but also a guaranteed spot in the limelight. He was elated.

As for Kate, who couldn't care less about females in frills (although she did think that several of the male models looked very fine indeed…she glanced at her husband, who was packing their valises, and sighed. There was nothing wrong with his looks, but if only he was a bit more…masculine.) she was going to participate in a weeklong intensive workshop being hosted by King Arthur for his Knights of the Round Table, also being held at Caer Tintagel. It meant long days of harsh, gruelling exercise and labour, with lots of blood, sweat, and tears involved. She couldn't wait.

Corin looked up from folding a pair of pants to see Kate prancing about their room, swinging her sword in the air carelessly as she leapt about, duelling imaginary weapons.

"Please, Kate," he said, eyeing her nervously, "Do be careful with that thing, won't you?" As he returned to his meticulous folding and packing away of garments, he sighed inwardly. He loved Kate, he really did, but sometimes…sometimes he wished that she were a bit more…feminine. Oh, he wasn't saying that she ought to throw away her grand life as an adventuring knight in shining armour, but could she not, just once, wear the lovely blue gown that he'd bought her from the fair, in which he was positively sure that she'd look absolutely radiant?

Meanwhile, Kate had put her sword away and was now bouncing enthusiastically on the bed.

"We're going to Caer Tintagel, we're going to Caer Tintagel!" she chanted as she bounced. "Fun and games and guts and gore!" She whooped and then fell backwards onto the bed, humming to herself.

Corin winced at 'guts and gore'. Blood stains were so hard to get rid of, and Kate always came home a fantastic mess.

He finished folding his nightshirt (sky blue, embroidered stars on the sleeves and hem, and silver tassels dangling from the shoulders) and sat beside Kate on the bed, gazing dreamily out the window.

"Oh, it shall be marvellous," he sighed happily. "My darling girls are all grown up now! To think that they, who were chubby-cheeked little dolls only a while ago, are going to be sashaying down the catwalk, displaying none other than my own creations! It's a dream come true!"

"I do hope you win first prize," Kate said honestly. "You've worked jolly hard for so long, you deserve it."

"And I hope that you win, too," said Corin tenderly, glancing lovingly at his wife. "I think that you're the best out of all the Knights of the Round Table!"

Kate blushed uncharacteristically and lowered her eyelashes. Corin leaned towards her.

And then maid walked in without knocking, ruining the romantic moment. Kate scowled. Corin sighed. And the maid said, "Sir and Lady, the carriage is ready. Driver says hurry or he'll take the luggage and leave you behind." She flounced out of the room, oblivious to Kate making faces at her retreating back.

"Oh, well," said Corin resignedly. "Next time, love." Kate looked considerably more cheerful.

"All right, then," she said, "It's off to Caer Tintagel!" She grabbed the luggage piled on the bed, and strode out the door, Corin trailing along in her wake.

I forgot to say that this chapter/whole misadventure may seem a little different...if so, then it's due to my writing style having evolved somewhat. Tell me what you think! All reviews (flames included:P) are welcome, and if some are long enough or ask questions, I may just send you a review reply! So pretty please read and review!

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