[Tancred]

Tancred opens his mouth to agree; but his words are lost in a strange sound coming from the golden swo - er- lance. Karnas is laughing.
"Oh ho ho my my!" the evil mage splutters once he has mastered his mirth. "THIS loser? WED? To THAT loss? Oh, man, I always thought you were a sucker when I first saw you, man, but -"
Tancred seems to try to make an effort to drive the mocking weapon into the ground, but even packed earth can't stop Karnas' voice.
The young knight grimaces. "Karnas - KARNAS! Snap out of it!"
"Tancred and Skye, sitting in a tree! K - I - S - AGH!"
There is a colossal WONG sound as Karnas the lance is smashed into an otherwise unremarkable metal pole that, for some presumably festive reason, has been driven into the ground.
"Phew," he goes on. "Haha, sometimes he has these... funny... turns... um, hello..."
Tancred looks around at the gathering of knights tht is watching, wide-eyed, at this strange spectacle. He mutters the lance's stunned moans.
"Yes, er... good idea. Let's... go... over... here..."
He gives Skye an apologetic, embarrassed look, and motions all three of them to behind a nearby pavilion.