Sword in princess' hand, tear upon her cheek.
Both for love of one she loves- a sister feeling weak...
Such pain and neglect her sister suffers now.
Each blue-blooded noble makes haste to deeply bow...
Heart-traitor held at sword point. He waits to tear her down.
Majesty in rags. A ruined wedding gown.
Failed attempt to share in love that never dies,
Ragged Majesty, scarred by would-be champion's lies...
Warrior-sister's sword, ready, holds traitor at bay,
At the threshold, three hundred yards away.
Nobles bow, powerless to heal sweet Majesty
Who already plans from her life to flee.
Stepping back from threshold, Sharpened blade hid, no toy...
Armed Majesty in her bower... Noble, wise peasant boy,
Sneaking into royal sanctuary, knowing grief of heart,
Tells a queen her duty, and grants her a new start.
Warrior-sister marches traitor by sharpest steel
Back before a queen, starting, again, to heal.
Two royals, a peasant boy, a traitor at life's end.
Hanging in the balance, on queen's choice all depends.
Guards rush in, swords aimed at both men. Queen steps between them,
Knowing she has a champion, will not let them condemn.
Queen gives command. Traitor taken away.
Peasant bid good welcome, and bidden to stay.
Princess gazes at peasant. Peasant smiles, shy.
Story's further chapters glimpsed.
Limits as the sky.
May compassion,
May loyalty
May love-hope
Never die.
Adam Scott Campbell
Nice story to follow. I like the way you tell it.
ReplyDeleteIt also leaves room for more story telling. What is the beginning, what is the next chapter.?
Hi Ted! Thank you. I don't know the rest of the story, when it will be written, and so on. This just came out of me, an idea that rather just threw itself onto the page. It's fun when that happens. That's how much of my writing comes about, it turns out. Fun, and challenging when working on following up the story. Thank you again!
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