Niklaus and Caroline
Of course Caroline had dressed up for the faire, wearing a blue dress, with her hair pinned out of her face letting her golden locks rest on her shoulders. Dressing up was half the fun after all. During the archery competition she had been torn on who to root for. Arthur had been her friend for months now, but Klaus was her friend too. A friend from home. However, she couldn’t deny that she was happy Arthur had won. Besides, he wasn’t competing in the axe throwing so she would be free and clear to only root for Klaus.
While they waited for his next competition Caroline planned on doing her best to restore his ego and get him pumped for the next competition. Although she couldn’t help but laugh at the look on his face as he took a drink. “You don’t need a drink to settle your nerves,” she told him not even touching the drink he had just brought her after his reaction to it. “You’re going to do great. I can feel it.”