You look for Tristan

Tristan is sipping his wine seeming preoccupied in thoughts. You seize this chance to walk over and start a conversation with him, “Tristan, your archery skills are magnificent. I have never seen someone so accurate and quick with arrows.”

Tristan blushes and replies humbly, ”Thank you, winning this contest was really beyond my expectation. There are very good archers in your father`s service. I was fortunate to win them.”

“You are too modest. " you smile and ask, "Tell me, it is your first time to visit our village? I didnt see you around when Ive met your father last month.”

“Yes, I am his heir and normally have to handle the state affairs in my fathers absence. He has told me that he is about to marry a great beauty. Today I can see that he didnt exaggerate.” he lowers his head, not daring to keep looking at you.

“Do you think that I am beautiful?” you probe.

“I have never… never seen a girl as beautiful as you. There is no way I wouldnt court you if… if you werent my mother-in-law.” he stutters and suddenly stands up trying to hasten away.

(He thinks I am beautiful and is attracted to me. This makes me really happy.)