The Royal trumpet sounded a final time. The final bout began. Both Knights seemed determined to topple the other over. She had to admire Prince William's tenacity. She didn't want to look but she couldn't take her eyes away from it.
The sound. The hooves and the clanking of the armor against wood was intense. She watched the Black Knight make his move once again Prince William averted his blows. The crowd cheered Prince William stayed atop his horse he galloped back to his side.
The Black Knight appeared to be retreating back to its corner. Princess Beatrice felt some of the tension in her body evaporate with knowing that this jousting match was almost over, and he would be safe. The Jester's voice grounded her to the present.
"Prince William, the powerful! Lives to fight another day!" The Jester exclaimed, and once more the crowd cheered on their noble champion.
