

Amber gazes at the horses in their stalls.


We posed for a family portrait (by a complete stranger who offered to take a shot of us). One of us hasn't quite fine tuned their smile. Guess who?


Our Knight that we were assigned to/rooting for was the red knight. He ended up being the best knight in all of the competitions for the evening. He was very skilled and had a certain charm about him. You could tell that he enjoyed his job. In this picture, the story is unfolding more about the king's son.



Our Knight.
The king for whom our knight performed.
Our valiant knight threw carnations to the ladies on their team who we were rooting them on.

Amber caught a flower that our knight threw to her.



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