The king was a sight to behold. Inside is
where he wanted to be and outside was
but a stranger. Since the death of Irene
the queen he was a shadow of himself.
He ate not neither did he see a spoon.
The queen was the silver lining to the
lineage of Mactur . When his father
died She was the only source of joy to
his delicate spirit. On days of the
celebration of Aga he would
rally through the town with his beloved
feminine enchantress as townsfolk released
the dogs into the woods for hunting season.
Irene of the town of
Agak,the ever bright morning star that
shone in the day and still peeks
out in the
shadow of the dark wrap of the night.
The bear fight that could take her life
was a blow to the town of Agak.
That
fateful night the hunt brutally started
with supercharged
galloping and the sound of hoofs hitting
the hard rocks beneath the sand.
Queen Irene rode with her king with her quiver
and arrows at her side .Everybody could
tell she possessed the very art of bullseye.
Somewhere inside the woods a loud thud was
heard and a bellowing sound of what sounded
like the worst piercing shriek you ever heard.
Mactur rode on oblivious of the undertaking.
His Queen was no more and he was clueless.
He froze and angled the horses towards the
shriek and lo and behold!.
A trail of blood leading into the deeper woods and his queen nowhere to be found.
Sobbing hysterically, he slumped,searching through the grass as if in hope of seeing
her appear in it.
King Mactur rode home in silence, disheartened. For many years he has refused to see
the light of day and he spent his nights anticipating the day he sees the bear to avenge his queen.
Far on the other side of the woods there lay the Queen. In utter silence and motionless .
The grumpy bear was a sorceress who prowled the woods. She had
need of the hair of
the queen for her potion of love for she hath convinced herself that the king was to be hers and hers alone. So she made a ploy to attack and subdue her.
After abducting the Queen half dead,she gave her a potion to keep her alive as she used her hair for potions.
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FanfictionRakendal wanks the King to herself so she has to abduct Queen Irene and use parts of her hair for a love potion. For years the king is unresponsive and refuses to go outside his palace for he saw surrow all around him. One day he wakes up from his s...
