I’ll prepare you now… this story has no fairy tale ending.

Once upon a time, there was a castle in the middle of Toronto that sold tickets for a dinner and tournament known as Medieval Times. With a new show that debuted a few weeks ago, I decided to go with some girl friends.

We all giggled as we walked in, remembering my last experience where the Green Knight was hitting on me throughout the show and during the meet and greet. We settled into our front row seats and the show began.

It was minutes before I realized that same knight was once again locking eyes with me and at one point, tried to say something to me while riding by on his horse.

I was flattered and thought maybe… just maybe… he actually remembered me from last time and regretted not getting my number after our post-show banter.

The show finished and we walked toward the atrium where the audience gets a chance to meet the knights from the show. My knight winked at me as I walked in. I couldn’t help but laugh. This was actually happening.

My friends pushed me toward him and shouted “Can we get a picture with you?”

He smiled. “Hmm… I don’t know if I want a picture with this one,” he said as he motioned to me.

“You should be honoured that I want a picture with you,” I replied.

After our picture was taken, he zeroed in on me and the flirty banter began.

“You know, I could be your knight in shining armor…”

“Easy. First, I think you should sign my crown,” I said.

I handed over the paper headpiece. As he took out his marker, he asked if I have Facebook. On the inside of my crown he wrote his full name. “Add me.”

The witty back-and-forth  continued and ended with him looking me up and down.

“Yup, you’re a 10.”

I was slightly taken aback, slightly flattered and definitely laughing at the entire situation.

I headed home and avoided the temptation of adding him right away.

I woke up the next morning to an @ reply from him on Twitter. He joked about one of my tweets I sent the night before. I didn’t know how he found me but the flirtatious tweet was bold.

I immediately typed in his name on Facebook.

As soon as his profile came up, I saw we had mutual friend. It was a girl I used to work with, so naturally, I messaged her and asked how she knew him.

“Oh, that’s my friend’s boyfriend,” she said.

Right. It would be.

She continued, “They’ve been living together for years.”

Of course.

Clearly, knights in shining armor aren’t all that they’re cracked up to be.

~ Amanda Cupido, @acupido