As I emerged from my room in my new page clothes, the finest clothes I owned, I saw a few people stare at the scrawny new page. It was as if I could see inside there minds as they thought, how can this scrawny child become a knight?
"good, heather, you're here. We can now start choosing sponsors for the three newest pages," said lord Charles of briar circle, the master of fighting and academics. "We were waiting on this girl," a voice said with obvious scorn.
"watch your mouth, leben of winter falls. this girl, as you put it, has more power in her pinky than you will ever have. Her name is Heather, and no one will know where she is from, not even her, untill she is a knight or her parents die. Yes,yes, they're alive. now, who will sponsor Heather?"
" i would be honored to sponsor such an important person," said a tall boy with brown hair.
"Thank you, alec of razerclaw, but you havent even learned your way arround the castle yet. anyone else?" after a moments pause, a tall boy with long, raven black, wavy hair stepped forward. His eyes were a somber chocolate brown.
"I will show Heather arround," he said.
"all right brenden of cloverlake, you are her sponsor. now, who will sponsor the next page? The other two pages quickly got sponsors and it was then time for dinner.
