She galloped to him at speed – you shall be my Knight!
she assigned - he laughed intrigued - declared her his
Lady-Love, took her to his castle and went forth to fight
demons outside, but it wasn’t pretty enough, her Knight
fared bad when he returned bloody and hurt, so Hmpf,
she said, there’s nothing such as a Knight in a Knave
who’s a bloody fool – and she rose up, took off – You
shall hear from my lawyers for wasting my time in your
Castle keep, not lavishing me trinkets and jewelry or
killing demons enough! She left him there to clean his
own wounds, laughing as she went – What a stupid Fool!
8 October 2013
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