Grainne froze for a moment, imagining the giant caber pole being swung like a mace at a small ball on the ground... The image repeated a second time, and then...

She burst out laughing. Not just a ladylike musical note, but a full-throated belly laugh the like of which she hadn't had in... well, a very long time. Certainly before the Holy Grail war.

And... it was a good thing. For a long time after the war's end and coming to the resort, she hadn't thought she would feel laughter like this again.