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corral.  Stacey put her arms around his neck and petted him while whispering in his ear.  She rubbed his jaw line and his back all the way to his right hind leg.  Just about six inches above the hock, Stacey wrapped the poultice securely around his leg.  She petted his rump and neck again and then she walked him to the fence.
    The castle folk were now in awe of her.  Nobody said a word when she perched herself on the garden wall to watch the jousting practice in the afternoon. The two squires practicing the joust were dressed in armor.  The jousting field consisted of fences about one hundred feet long and twelve feet wide. The men on horses with long lances would ride hard at one another. The objective of the joust was to unseat the opponent, or better yet, to break his lance.  After the joust, they practice with the broad swords; then there was an obstacle course for the young squires to master.  Stacey remembered her parents taking her to Midlevel Times to eat and watch the entertainment of the Renascence with Knights and jousting and sword practice. However, this was much different this ment life or death for the young men.
    At the eventide meal Lady Margaret said, “Miss Stacey, ye are taking much upon ye self, me thinks.  Have you remembered more of where ye came from or who ye family be?” 
    “Nay,” Stacey said. “Just bits and pieces, but nothing solid yet.” 
    The next morning, when Stacey went to check on the big gray, Rodric went with her.  When Stacey removed the poultice, she knew what was wrong.  She asked Wilfred, did he have tweezers?
    “Nay, my lady, I have no such thing.”
    “Rodric, run and ask your mother to loan us her tweezers, please.” 
    “How ye know she has these things?” Rodric asked. 
    “Trust me, all women do.  They go back as far as ancient Egyptian times. So please make haste, Rodric.”
    He was back in no time and Stacey asked Sir Perceval for the use of his dagger.  “Please don’t say nay to me now,” Stacey pleaded.  As Sir Perceval handed her his dagger, she asked everyone to please be quiet and stay back. Once again, she went into the corral talking to the horse and rubbing his neck and ears. Slowly she rubbed down to his injury, took the sharp tip of the dagger and broke the skin.  With the tweezers, she plucked out a long thorn that was embedded in his leg.  Stacey asked Wilfred to bring warm water in order to bathe his leg.  Stacey checked on the big gray morning and night and took him carrots everyday.  In three days time you could not tell he had been lame. Now when Stacey asked to ride to catch the rings and to shoot the bow and arrows, she was allowed to do so.  Sir Giles even lessened the poundage on the bow in order for her to shoot it.
    Stacey was very accurate with the bow and arrows, knife and spear throwing and riding for the rings.  In exchange, she taught them what she knew about marital arts. In the beginning, the young men were afraid to touch her, but after being slammed to the ground a few times with their ego bruised; they started taking her more seriously and tried to man handle her as she did them. Their frustration was high when she so easily side stepped her opponent and they were left grabbing air. She had their undivided attention when she slowly walked them through the steps and maneuvers to outwit their opponent no matter how big or strong he may be. Many times, she revealed that a bigger opponent was at a disadvantage concerning marital arts. Strength was not the master here but stealth and cunning.
    On the eighth day of Stacey’s being at Dun-Raven, she asked Sir Perceval and Rodric to ride with her to the meadow once again.  Stacey sat by the rune stone and waited.  After some time had passed Rodric asked, “For what we be waiting, Stacey?” 
    “I’m not sure; I just thought that whatever brought me here might take me back.”
    That night, during the eventide meal a young squire choked on a chicken bone. Sir