“Why? Am I to amuse the crowd some more?"

The waitress just shrugged.

“I think she really wants to talk to you, but what do I know."

Magnus sighed.

“ALL right then.”

Magnus walked to the table the waitress pointed out. There was just one person occupying that table. Magnus saw a beautiful woman, about 20, maybe 25 years old, with long, dark red, wavy hair, and blue eyes, dressed in expensive clothes. He anticipated this might be about making fun of him, so he had an angry attitude walking over, but he felt the anger dissipate as he stared at the beauty in front of him.

“Um, ma'am you asked for me?" Magnus said, with uncertainty in his voice.

"Yes, please sit, my boy."

Magnus sat down with unease. He felt somehow trapped, as he couldn't fathom why would such an obviously beautiful and classy lady want something to do with a farm boy.

"You are probably wondering why I invited you to my table."

"Eh, yes..."

“First let's get some food and drinks, so we can talk with comfort" the lady said, waving at the waitress.

A couple of minutes later Magnus was eating roast with an appetite, and drinking wine. The Lady just sipped at her wine.

"So now, we should probably introduce ourselves. My name is Fiona."

“I am Magnus," Magnus replied putting down the food. It was impolite to talk with your mouth full, especially to a lady.

“Magnus. Such a nice name," she said smiling.

There was something in that smile that made Magnus blush right away.

Fiona chuckled when she saw his reaction.

“Anyway, Magnus. I couldn't help overhearing your conversation with

Brennus."