Henry shook his head as he trailed behind Trenton.
A knight kissing a princess's hand after winning a swordfight seemed too perfect like it was out of one of his mother's stories.
The words his mother read from a page always seemed so flowery and unrealistic. It made Henry always wonder where she got her information.
Despite his doubt, he allowed the words to wrap around his mind and he daydreamed of a place that seemed much better than reality. However, that reality seemed to be close to the truth as he thought of Sir Maddox kissing the princess's hand.
He didn't want to admit it, but it was fueling him for his upcoming matches. Maybe even an apprentice would be able to kiss the princess's hand. His head was in the clouds at the thought.
He nearly ran into Trenton, who had stopped in the hallway to wait for him.
"We've arrived at the training grounds," Trenton said. "You need to get out of your head."
