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Debbie and the page had decided that he should compete with Debbie in the role of page. They walked into the tournament seeing people in the stands excited about the games, the horns were sounded to announce the arrival of the council of elders who had the honour of being in attendance in their own private box.
The horns sounded again and out came a man holding a scroll, he read the words out loud proclaiming the challenger was the evil lord Negatus. Debbie and Page watched on to see a horse cladded in black steel came out with a man on top in the same steel armour.
He had spikes on his arms and the helmet was a bit like his regular one only this one had a face covering that only showed his eyes. He was also wearing a leather cloak with bits of blue hidden showing as it danced in the wind behind him.
Debbie looked on, staring at his beautiful eyes that are a perfect mixture of emerald green and deep sea blue. She was entranced by their beauty but then she quickly snapped out of the trance “what am I thinking?!” She thought to herself.
The page was also entranced by him but for different reasons, he looks like the perfect knight in that armour while he was in his regular page uniform with an old breastplate strapped to him. Elf however wasn’t impressed and whispered to Debbie “he must be compensating for something he’s an idiot I heard” this little side remark made her chuckle.
She then went to the page and encouraged him to walk into the ring and plead his case to compete in front of the elders. While he was giving an empowered speech about letting him compete Negatus leaned against his banner and you could see his eyes rolling to the side while the page spoke. Then Elder Choop stood up and proclaimed that he can take part and was greater by a sea of cheers.
The trails began first was sword play and Negatus won effortlessly, nest was archery and after some trickery on behalf of the demons Negatus won again then the third trail jousting ended with both men falling off their horses.
Page fell due to the lance hitting him in the centre of his worn down breastplate and Negatus humorously getting his cloak stuck.
The final trail was the kissing round, Negatus was feeling very confident in himself about this round “time to lay on the old charm” he proudly boasted to his demons. Debbie and elf were walking by his area with a vase of water talking about the efforts of the last trails then they saw him take the helmet off to reveal his face.
Debbie had never seen his face before but when she saw him she froze “OH NO HES HOT!!” She thought. She then grabbed elf and ran for their tent.
Then the minute warning sound of the final trail was sounded and the two competitors walked into the ring. Page was sweating and looked like he was gonna throw up while Negatus stood next to him with his arms folded then out walked their ‘fair maiden’ that they needed to kiss, it was Debbie’s old friend the crone.
Negatus instantly wanted to throw up in his helmet while page went white as a bedsheet. Both men didn’t want to go first so they quickly rock, scroll, quilled for it and page won so Negatus had to go first.
He then leaned against the wall in the ring and took a deep breath in before strutting his way over to the bench where she was sitting and kissed her earning himself a large sum of points.
It was pages turn next but he was no where to be seen. Debbie tan back to their tent and found him hiding. “What are you doing? Get out there and..” Debbie got cut off “I can’t I can’t do that I … I’ve never..”. Debbie then realised what he meant “Kissed?”. She then sighed “look it’s just a thing that happens like when you love someone or just for luck or..”.
“Oh for luck?” Page replied.
Debbie then realised what she had to do “for luck ok”. She then grabbed him by the straps of his breastplate and kissed him. Page blushed red with pride and boldly walked out of the tent into the ring with Debbie sitting on the side. He then marched over to the crone and passionately kissed her on the lips to the delight of the crowd.
Negatus walked back into the ring while this was going on “sorry I was just needed a wee what’s going on…” he stood in horror as he saw the page passionately kissing the crone “WHERE DID HE LEARN TO KISS LIKE THAT!!!? and when he finished his score was higher than Negatus, he had won.
Negatus looked over to see Debbie cheering “DEBBIE!!” He yelled as he threw his helmet against the floor.
“ITS NOT FAIR!!!! I SHOULD HAVE WON THE TOURNEY IM THE BEST ME!!!” He looked like a child throwing a tantrum which made Debbie laugh. Negatus saw this and grabbed a lance and jumped onto his horse intending to hurt the page but Debbie threw a goblet in his path and the horse stretched to a stop throwing him off onto the floor. He then screamed in pain as his demons tried to calm him down and see what was broken.
The crowd however rushed around their champion and carried him off while Debbie tapped elf on the shoulder reminding him she needs to get back to her kids sports day.
Later that night Negatus was in his room with his arm in a blue cast while a doctor was attending to his scars and cuts. Neil was next to him “not only did you lose this stupid tournament but you made an absolute fool out of yourself by having a fit like a spoiled child on their name day what do you have to say for yourself??!”.
Negatus rolled his eyes “shut up Neill”.