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"Well, Sorikin, maybe Lady Tiffany will notice us after this battle. That is, if we survive. And do something worthy of note." The horse neighed a little in return. "You’re right. If she were going to notice me, she would have done so by now, but I’m just so enamoured of her. But perhaps she is not the maid for me." In return, the horse neighed more decisively. "Yes, yes, there may be a reason for all of this. Some reason that we are on this path and it will lead to my true lady love. But it is difficult when all the other knights either have someone back home or have someone in what seems to be every town. I can’t help but wonder when my turn will come? When will I find love? Oh, but never mind that for now, we must ride on to the fields of Glenfair and do battle with our brethren!"