The words the princess spoke were faint but heard by all around

　　"the father of the heir shall not be harmed if he is crowned"

　　the princess looked toward the hero, with her teary eyes

　　the hero vaguely understood the reason for her lies

　　The queen just flicked her sword to gesture to a royal knight

　　the trembling man in armour thusly disappeared from sight

　　when the knight returned he brought with him an elder mage

　　the hero thought he might be fairly strong despite his age

　　As the hero had confirmed, the mage`s voice rang out

　　"the princess speaks the truth, she is with child, there is no doubt"

　　the hero looked around at all the knights and lookers on

　　and thought of how absurd a scene he`d just been thrown upon

　　Though the queen still emanated rage that all could feel

　　she seized the opportunity and made one last appeal

　　"you now have two choices, if your honour means a thing

　　you defiled my daughter, will you die or be a king"

　　The hero looked in sadness at the princess he adored

　　but now his dedication to his freedom was restored

　　"I`d be a sorry father but I`d be a poorer king

　　a hero bound to rule is not a song I`d want to sing"

　　The mage who stood aside then dared to raise an angered voice

　　"you lucky fool, to spite your friends, you`d make so poor a choice"

　　the hero couldn`t help but smile at what the mage had said

　　"luck and friends would sooner have me leave this place instead"

　　It hurt him to be honest to the girl he stood beside

　　but he would make his own fate, and his heart would be his guide

　　he hoped that there was still a chance that she would follow him

　　but when he looked at her he knew the chance of that was slim

　　The innocence in both her pretty eyes had disappeared

　　now they were as fearsome as the mother she revered

　　she quickly turned away and walked toward the vicious queen

　　the hero wondered how this wasn`t something he`d foreseen

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　　now they tried appealing to his honour as a man

　　he just hoped that violence would be their final plan

　　"Seize him and remove his head" the queen began to shout

　　"that`s an invitation that I`d rather do without"

　　he summoned fire beneath his feet and though the queen was fast

　　he waved and launched himself into the air with one great blast

　　He landed several blocks away and then began to run

　　he didn`t want to harm the girl he loved or anyone

　　the cavalry were faster than the hero would have guessed

　　and archers waiting up the road put arrows in his chest

　　They slowed him down but he was lucky none had hit his heart

　　and though his healing magic took a toll it did its part

　　he reached the border of the town and noticed up ahead

　　a caravan of merchants that had packed their things and fled

　　Before he reached his merchant friends the cavalry drew near

　　with mages casting magic spells that he had cause to fear

　　he didn`t want to harm the town where his old friend survived

　　but then he noticed running water as the knights arrived

　　A gentle river flowed into a lake just out of town

　　but he had no intention to make any knight there drown

　　he jumped across the river and he dove into the lake

　　and with a breath he summoned all the fire that he could make

　　The lake was almost emptied and the water reached the sky

　　not a single member of the army was left dry

　　and as they stumbled awkwardly through all the slush and mud

　　the hero summoned ice which froze the overwhelming flood

　　The forces which had chased him through the town and to the plains

　　were frozen by their boots to where they stood as if by chains

　　but one among them managed to break free from his attack

　　a woman clad in golden armour, come to take him back

　　"This is truly fascinating magic that you use

　　it shouldn`t be for someone else`s kingdom to abuse

　　you`re worthy of forgiveness, and your place is by my side

　　come with me, dear son in law, your quest is satisfied"

　　"I wish you`d let me go in peace, this battle is in vain

　　I will not be some tyrants dog, whose promise is a chain"

　　the hero raised a fiery blade and asked her not to fight

　　but she was more than ready for a battle to ignite

　　Her sword came down and met his own like lightning striking steel

　　though the ice was melted all the knights could only kneel

　　every time their blades would meet the world all seemed to shake

　　but as he thought of killing her his heart began to ache

　　"I have loved your daughter, though it`s fated we should part

　　killing you would only be a burden to my heart"

　　the hero grew impatient with the pointless, bitter fight

　　but still the queen attacked the would-be-prince with all her might

　　Every time he had a chance to end the fight he ran

　　and every time he backed away, her next attack began

　　finally in sheer frustration, he released his blade

　　trying to dissuade her, but the monarch wasn`t swayed

　　She took the chance to drive her sword into the hero`s leg

　　"stupid boy, now let me see the prideful hero beg"

　　the pain was hard to bare, but it was not the worst he`d felt

　　and while she laughed the hero pulled a knife out of his belt

　　He swung it more in sadness than in anger or defense

　　at first she didn`t notice, for it made so little sense

　　a dagger with no magic couldn`t do her any harm

　　so how could she be lying on the ground with just one arm

　　The hero pulled the holy sword out of his bleeding thigh

　　then tossed it to the injured queen who let it fall nearby

　　he couldn`t find a single word to leave her with at all

　　and turned around to leave as heavy snow began to fall

　　Although he didn`t like the cold, he worried they`d give chase

　　he made a wall of ice to slow the army just in case

　　he wondered how the merchant was, and thought of what he`d said

　　but still he`d rather die in war than live on cheese and bread