This past weekend, THL Darian and I entered the Tournament of the White Hart again. This event is near and dear to my heart, not only because it’s my anniversary event, but because the event and the tournament represent the courtly love and the Victorian ideals of chivalry that the SCA holds dear in its heart. I cut my teeth in the kitchens at this event, and this past weekend was the first one in a few years where I wasn’t working in them. It was strange to be able to sit in the gallery with the other consorts for the duration of the tournament, but very pleasant. The combatants filled us all with inspiration, moved us to tears, and had us in stitches.
Darian has written a poem for me every time he’s represented me at this event, and this year was no different. His poem, the questions he answered for the gallery, and his comportment lead the ladies of the gallery to choose him, and us, as the Lord and Lady of the White Hart this year. So, we get the privilege of wearing the newly-made regalia, commissioned by Lord Hrafn and Lady Rannveig, for the next year until we host this tournament ourselves to choose the 22nd Lord and Lady of the White Hart.