Faery Tales Can Come True

Glad you could join us for the next enchanting episode of Elliot’s Adventures. If you’re new here, you can catch up by returning to the beginning, and reading really fast…

The King’s words faded to a wistful smile. His eyes closed as though he were admiring a cherished treasure he shared with no one else.

Elliot waited.

Two large tears squeezed out beneath the monarch’s eyelids to slip down his pale green cheeks and splash their saltiness on the ground at his feet.

Elliot’s voice gently reminded His Greatness that he wasn’t alone. “I’ve heard only how cruel war can be. What good did it bring you?”

King Arnie squinted into the sun. “It was a dark time in the Kingdom of Bog,” he began. “Invading Marauders had devastated everything in their path. Our troops were outnumbered, but my father the King rejected the Marauders’ demand for our surrender. His War Council secretly sent for help from the neighboring Kingdom of Fen. The minute our allies crossed the border into Bog, the battle began anew.

“Fighting side by side, Fen’s Suns of Glory and our own Knights of Service lost many in fierce and bloody combat. I, too, lay broken and bleeding on the battlefield an instant from death as a Marauder’s poisonous barb descended over my throat.

“From out of nowhere, one of the Suns struck my attacker down and valiantly stood by me, fiercely repelling many more of our enemy, suffering severe cuts and bludgeonings, while I lay helpless — barely unconscious — till the battle ended and my brother Knights helped the Sun remove me to the safety of the medical station.

“Binding my wounds with pieces of a silken scarf, easing my pain with gentle care, my wounded defender remained by my side for days. Only after I had fully recovered did I learn the truth. My Suns of Glory hero was a sublimely noble young woman, in appearance very much like your own Cassandra.

“I fell in love with her even as she had with me.

“But we shared too few moments of perfect bliss because, in the eyes of many who have no love of their own, True Love is a jealously beheld jewel.”

To be continued…

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