《Hero's Song - A Novel in Verse》Chapter 25 - The Guest
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On his quest to find the man, the prince had travelled far
though his first impression of the hero was bizarre
still he knew the kingdom needed warriors for knights
so he’d have to settle for a loyal dog that bites
Once the dust had settled on his meeting at the guild
and the prince was calmer, having almost just been killed
everybody gathered in the square to celebrate
the hero quickly packed his things and hurried to his fate
The hero and his wife were given horses of their own
and started on their way to meet the king upon his throne
the anxious prince hardly guess at how he might behave
for weeks he bored the hero with the lectures that he gave
“Soon you’ll see a castle for the first time in your life
please enjoy it quietly and act more like your wife
for a man like you it might seem too good to be true
it’s a rare experience for such a brute as you
When you meet the king there’s certain rules for how to act
though you may be new to this, please try and show some tact
the first time that you meet a king, you may be shy or scared
the king is quite intimidating, so please be prepared”
The hero smiled and nodded though is face was hard as stone
“yes, it’s true, I’ve never seen a castle, king, or throne”
the journey through the kingdom to the capital was long
but the prince’s lectures left no time to sing a song
Once or twice the party was accosted on the road
the hero quickly acted though, and they were never slowed
bandits who attacked them were all wiped out in a flash
and if they tried to take the elf, they turned to piles of ash
The prince’s guards were terrified of how the hero fought
with his magic he could slaughter foes with just a thought
the prince was just as scared but knew his duty to the land
and knew they must rely on him to gain the upper hand
The prince’s half a dozen guards, the hero and his bride
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continued on their journey through the kingdom’s countryside
fall was setting in as their adventure neared its end
the hero caught a glimpse of all the people he’d defend
Often when they passed a group of farmers they would stop
the humble subjects loved to share a sample of their crop
harvest time was festive in the kingdom every year
and rumours quickly spread about the hero who’d appear
The prince was weak to invitations, weaker still to ale
whatever he was offered he would drink it without fail
the farmers’ parties made the hero restless and annoyed
the company of farmers wasn’t something he enjoyed
The fourth time they were stopped to join a festival to drink
the prince’s antics brought the hero’s patience to the brink
the hero picked the prince up and then put him on a horse
and told his guards to try and keep the drunken fool on course
At a quicker pace, the castle soon came into view
the prince made sure the hero knew exactly what to do
the hero’s wife was brought to a relaxing local inn
for soon the hero’s meeting with the sovereign would begin
He walked into the royal hall and just as he was shown
the hero knelt before the king relaxing on his throne
“I see my son has taught you the decorum of the court
you seem quite well mannered for a mercenary sort”
“Let me now assure you, I’m no simple sword fire hire
no one in this land can match my swordsmanship or fire”
the king and all the nobles were surprised by what they heard
the prince however, knew the hero meant his every word
“Well then, bring our finest knight to test this cocky boy
give them both a sword, and let them fight as they enjoy”
a noble knight in armour thusly came as he was called
the brash young man received a sword with which he was enthralled
He waved the sword around and felt it’s weight within his hand
he’d grown used to blades of flames, but he could understand
there was something satisfying in the cold, hard steel
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as the knight attacked, he loved the way it made him feel
Without his magic he was strong, but so too was the knight
sparks and chunks of metal flew intensely through the fight
no one in the hall could look away, though some grew faint
they fought each other desperately while showing no restraint
At last the hero’s stamina proved greater than his foe’s
who dropped his sword and bowed to bring the battle to a close
the hero looked around with pride but something wasn’t right
the nobles and the knights all looked upon the man with fright
“He fights just like a pirate, but he’s stronger than our best”
“perhaps our knight is sick, or tired, perhaps he needs some rest”
“how did such a coward with no honour earn such fame”
“the prince himself invited him, we cannot hide our shame”
The hero’s demonstration was impressive but surreal
the way he swung his sword had caused a terrible ordeal
“even for a mercenary, there is no mistake
who can tell how many lives that pirate’s sword could take”
The prince had only seen his magic on the journey there
but with a sword he fought less like a swordsman than a bear
every time he cut or stabbed it wreaked of piracy
with tricks and feints his every move was crude and cowardly
The prince was sure his father wouldn’t even hesitate
in the kingdom, death could be a pirates only fate
as the hero started to grow wary of them all
everyone was silenced by the king who stood up tall
“Do you plan to serve my kingdom with the skill you’ve shown”
the king had no expression but his voice was harsh in tone
“yes, your highness, this is but a fraction of my skill
with my magic, there’s no man or dragon I can’t kill”
The king then grinned as if he’d found the cure for all that ails
“all that’s left then is to hammer out the fine details
find this man a suitable instructor in the sword
he passed the test, so education shall be his reward”
The prince was shocked at what his father ordered them to do
“are you sure you want a pirate serving under you”
it was clear the nobles all agreed, but not the king
“shut your mouth boy, you don’t understand a single thing”
With the king’s decree the situation was resolved
the royal stance was very clear to everyone involved
“maybe he’s a little rough around the edges, sure
but let it be well known that this young fighter’s heart is pure”
The king was resolute and no one there could dare protest
and so the hero, called a pirate, was an honoured guest
that very night a banquet was arranged to celebrate
the kingdom’s newest hero had an image to create
He went along with all the talk with nobles and their knights
before the food was served he was in everybody’s sights
other candidates were there as summoned by the king
but next to such a spectacle, they didn’t mean a thing
The hero’s partner wore a hood to hide her pointed ears
elves had grown uncommon in the kingdom through the years
quietly she joined him in the banquet hall to dine
and couldn’t help but notice, all her husband had was wine
Rumours of the hero didn’t slow throughout the night
the hero simply smiled and drank until the morning light
he laughed at every joke he heard, and smiled with every toast
taking every chance he could to tell his tales and boast
Suspicious glares began to ease but still the rumours flew
it didn’t matter to the king though, whether they were true
the pirate and the girl with golden eyes were known to all
it wasn’t til the morning when they left the banquet hall
“The nobles in this kingdom sure to like to drink and talk”
the hero mentioned to his wife as they began to walk
she gently smiled and shook her head then held the hero’s hand
“a hero's heart is something they could never understand”
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