What a Knight!

The Dowager, Griselda, had heard that there was going to be an event in the Woods hosted by Hunter, the Shadows' King.  Some type of tournament where Hunter's Nytemares would be able to let out some energy.  If it was going to be like the tournaments that she had watched as a much younger maid she just had to go. The problem with a tournament though is that proper young ladies did not go alone. "Maybe Efem would enjoy this too," she thought.  At first she was going to snail mail the invite, but then decided to send it through the Bee-Gs to see if the Dryad would accompany her to the Festival.

Later, as Efem and the Dowager were walking around the tournament field admiring the beautiful Nytemares competing against each other, the Dowager asked Efem "Have you heard anything in the Mushroom line about Hewy's new commission to the Troll King and what the King is like?  I have been gone quite a while and maybe the Baron has met the Troll King, but I have never been introduced to him myself."     

"I had not heard about a commission and I don't know anything about the King of the Trolls personally, only gossip of what the Twitter Birds retweet about him.  They say that he  can be a devil," Efem answered.  

"Oh No!" Griselda exclaimed.  "Do you mean he is evil?  We don't need that here!"  "No... No..." smiled Efem.  "He not the blackhearted, world destroying evil type.  The buzzing I have been hearing is that he is more the minor, mischievous imp, wicked-fun type than dark evil.  Just not someone you would trust your family fortune too!  Eventually he would find a way to keep it and have you working for him too."

"Oh" the Dowager sighed.  "Then he could still be dangerous in his own way,"  dreamily smiling as she gazed at a knight riding a Nytemare in the jousting arena... "We will have to keep an eye on him - for Hewy's sake of course."   Efem, realizing that Griselda was staring at the knight and not the horse, turned startled eyes to the Dowager and smiled, "Griselda, aren't you too old for such nonsense?"

The Dowager, turning her big innocent eyes towards her answered with a laugh, "I'm not dead yet!"