|And this is why
Author: dietredpop PM
The sword and the stone; the lady and the dragon.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Family - Words: 501 - Reviews: 2 - Follows: 2 - Published: 09-26-12 - id: 3061221
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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. She lived with her family in a big black castle off the road. The princess was very happy there; every day she got to see her sister and brother and eat nice food and enjoy herself in the garden.
But one day, a messenger came and said something to her mother, who went pale when she heard it. The princess and her sister were confused, but her brother had overheard the news.
"A dragon is loose," he told them.
All across the town, scientists tried to figure out how to kill or send off the dragon. With their smart calculations and their knowledge of the dragon and the village, they concluded that only one sword in the whole village could kill it once and for all.
The problem was that the sword was stuck in a tree near the forest. And, though the townspeople sent the strongest and bravest knights in all the land, none of them could pull it out.
A few days later the princess was picking flowers in the garden outside. The dragon crept up on her, and before she could turn around it snatched her up and started toward its lair. She cried for her mother, and hearing the shouts, the queen looked out her window and saw the dragon taking her daughter away.
The princess's mother was outraged. She called the messenger back to her castle and instructed him to tell everyone of what had happened. The town went into a frenzy, but nobody seemed to know what to do.
But one knight, all the way on the other side of the town, heard about and knew he could save her. He had seen and talked to the princess, and he loved her more than anything in the world. He knew that nothing was more powerful than that, and so he left his cottage to find the stone with the sword in it, pulling it out with ease and a new strength within him. He crept to the dragon's lair and, seeing the princess, raised a finger to his lips to tell her to be quiet. The dragon was asleep in a corner of the cave.
The knight drew the sword from his belt and slashed the dragon in its sleep. He knew in a heartbeat that it was dead.
The princess cried with joy as the knight carried her home in his arms, but she didn't understand when he told her he couldn't stay with her in the castle. Even the queen welcomed him in, calling him a part of their family. They were all so grateful that he had saved their princess, but the knight knew his place. He was not a part of their family; he was only a poor villager.
He kissed the top of her head and began to cry quiet tears as he handed the princess to her mother.
"She's not mine," he said softly, and turned out of the castle.