There was once a bold and loyal knight named Sir Reginald who had fought bravely and ferociously for King Henry V and distinguished himself at the Battle of Agincourt. It is said he always fought hard, asking for no quarter and gave none in return. His pennant could be seen fluttering wherever the fighting was the hardest and the fiercest. His deeds upon the battlefield were held in high esteem and he was a man of good and impeccable character, a stalwart friend, and a fierce enemy. Indeed, he may well be seen as a good and honest knight and the best of his order, yet he had a flaw in his character that was often troublesome. You see, he had a terrible quick temper which when things were not going his way would come to the fore leading him to make rash decisions he would later regret. Then, he was prone to sulking alone and brooding upon what might have been. Still, despite these faults, he was always a man of his word, even though it may have been too hastily given.
The Fair Lady Isabel
In a cottage quite near to Redesmere, there lived a very fair and beautiful lady whose name was Isabel. For Sir Reginald, she was as lovely as sunlight and as mysterious as moonlight. Indeed, all who knew her agreed her sweet and good-natured mien was a delight to behold. Sadly, she lived a solitary life in virtual social isolation, her family and friends strangely absent. Alas, for poor Sir Reginald for his heart was quite taken by her and he dreamed of marriage to her one day. Now there was a mystery as to why the fair Isabel lived alone in poverty in a humble cottage when she had been born of a noble line and was, in fact, the heiress of vast and valuable estates.