The previous week the King hosted a joust to honour his new bride, Ser Nicholas, a well-respected knight, took your handkerchief as a good luck token during the event.

Walking through the town centre someone cleared their throat behind you, gaining your attention you turned and met with Ser Nicholas warmly smiling down at you while holding out your handkerchief.

"I do believe this yours," He said as his smile contorted into a playful smirk.