OPEN STARTER | Zosia & ??
A great shout of someone's savage daughter rang out as a crowd cleared and there free of foolish mourning gowns and strong enough finally was an elder Hungarian princess raising her hands high as another match was won. Andras and Tomas though small stood on the sidelines just as loud as any adult, cheering the widow in black leathers and a white tunic tucked into trousers. That was their mother. At this point, it had ended up being the mother showing off for her boys, causing many proper ladies to gasp but quietly admire her for her show of strength and currently undefeated status. There were to be archery contests later, hammer throwing Andras wanted her to try but gesturing to the one who was running the competition, she bowed out for the moment. Catching a token in mid-air, there was the offer to return to the ring to have a match again at any time but now was a moment for the princess and her children. Charing across the way, Andras and little Tomas were abuzz with questions, and Maria was handed to the tired fighter. Shushing them, the princess spoke to the babe now in her arms as the crowd moved on to the next fight leaving the princess with her children and the nursemaid who now tended to the boys just gabbing away at seeing their mother in action. "A little while longer, little one, and who knows, you might give them a fight as well Let us all find your uncles and see about wandering the market. It is good to be free of stifling dresses for a small while."
















