Dean had ridden to the castle as fast as he could - melted balls or no - and he trotted up to where most people were congregated.
"I'm here to fight and win the Lady Bela!" He really hoped her name was still Bela. But it apparently was, and someone motioned for him to stable his horse and then go inside for refreshments. He winced as he clanged all the way to the dining hall, hoping for a glimpse of her.