- For Your Highness, - the king of the Southern lands stuck a knife in the ground and bowed a little bit in bowing, turning in the royal box.
He was able to straighten up at the right moment and catch the young prince's gaze in admiration. Yes, Xavier couldn't help but notice how quickly the Southerner had removed his weapon just as it was no longer necessary. A trait of a noble heart, it could not be overlooked, it was simply impossible. And King James felt the warmth of that gaze inside him, how could he finally prove himself to be real?
- Well, we have our first winner, - the prince of the Central Lands licked his lips dried up with excitement, gently tucking his fingers into a bag for a second coin.
The second opponent for the king of the Southern lands was the eastern guest. Noor was swimming in the sand, so slowly he went to the booth with a gun, taking off his beautiful sword, which was immensely liked by Charles, the prince barely struggled with the desire to take it off and see it from all sides. King Anthony had already joined his entourage, and he remained calm, though it was clear how much he had been hit by the defeat, but no one paid attention to him anymore - all his views were chained to what was happening in the center of the arena.
Immediately after the signal to the start of the battle, King James tried to repeat his maneuver with a jump, but, to his surprise, this idea failed with almost a crackle - the eastern king easily escaped from the collision, moreover, as soon as the southerner was on the ground as he felt a sharp pain in the shoulder - it blew, and a dense camisole dispersed in the cut, exposing the skin and wound.
This time the duel lasted because all the rapid and rapid blows of the king of the Southern lands, Noor, parried easily and as if without effort, his movements were elusive so that Houlette's garments quickly began to resemble rags and he himself began to lose strength. Prince Charles almost bit his fingers because the attacks of the eastern king were getting more and more dangerous, the wounds were rising closer to his neck, and the heart of the heir to the Central Lands missed the blow with each new movement. Noor was dancing with a saber, he did not make a single sharp move - and wounded anyway, it seems that he had to go out victorious, but at some point in the stands ahnul, and the eastern king was unarmed.
King James stood in front of his rival, leaning against his knife under his chin. He held Noor's sword with his other hand, and by the blade, blood was flowing down the southerner's fingers, gathering under the palm of his hand and dropping heavy drops into the sand. The king of the East froze, but almost immediately, with the usual gesture, he put his hands on his belt, his palm on his palm, admitting defeat. Once again, as for the first time, the king of the Southern lands removed the knife as soon as it was no longer necessary to use it.
- A healer! - Prince Charles was ahead of everyone else, his voice scattered all over the tiltyard, and immediately a few court doctors appeared in the arena, rushing to help Houlette.
He dropped the saber with great difficulty and his fingers opened; King James's left hand was deeply cut by the deadly blade of the eastern guest's weapon, but he was too eager to win, so the pain of the southerner did not stop. The healers hurriedly treated the wound, King Noor left the arena, and Prince Charles pulled a new coin out of the bag. He took it out and swallowed it.
- Who's next, Charles? - Father rose impatiently to see the number on the coin. - Oh, great! This will be very interesting, King Wade, please come to the arena!
The King of the Fiery Lands took his swords off the booth, kicking his brushes as he went. He was calm and calm, heading to the point where he was supposed to start the fight.
This test required a great deal of willpower from the participants, among other things: the owners of particularly noble souls had to accept the fact that they could face an opponent who was already exhausted by previous battles. Was it honest? Of course not, but rules are rules.
And, of course, Wilson easily disarmed the exhausted and wounded southern king, who, like any wounded animal, fought several times more fiercely. But he lost his vigilance and with it his hunting knife, which fell into the sand. King James had a hard time going to his box, and the young Xavier immediately sent a healer there to make sure the southerner was okay and his behavior was the result of three exhausting clashes.
King Wade, in turn, turned to the king's bed, looking forward to the prince's discovery of a new opponent, but Charles did not immediately realize what was required of him, as if hypnotized by that look. It was only when he was called out by the king that the prince came to his senses, hurrying to get a new coin.
- King Stephen! - The voice of the heir to the Central Lands trembled a little, he was still not sure that the river king was ready for the test.