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    There is a tale, now only song, <br />
    Brought forth by bards and ever long,<br />
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    That tells the truth of this one brave Queen,<br />
    Her castle stolen by an ogre fiend,<br />
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    Her journey there with loyal Hound,<br />
    And the Hunter who restored her crown...<br />
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    Once upon a distant time, atop the foreign, verdant hills,<br />
    lived a couple who took sick, and only left two meager wills.<br />
    Not a morsel in the house, the daughters split inheritance,<br />
    but elder sister was not through 'til she took all of prevalence.<br />
    Younger sister kept the Hound, for he would starve if left to stay,<br />
    and otherwise her mother's ring, to help her keep her grief at bay.<br />
    Neither hearth nor home to warm, the Younger set out on her path,<br />
    when Hunter's call slowed her feet, to warn her of a beastly wrath.<br />
    Hunter bought her mother's ring, for just three arrows and a bow,<br />
    cautioned her to stay away from stony walls as white as as snow.<br />
    Into wood with bow and Hound, the Younger stuck to tested trail,<br />
    lost the way among the trees, and found herself before stones pale.<br />
    Hunter's warning in her mind, she turned and made to run away,<br />
    but to her shock, spoke the Hound; he bade his master there to stay.<br />
    They could rout this nasty thief, a king who stole a castle home.<br />
    Why should he stay warm within, when rightful owners fled to roam?<br />
    Younger maiden raised her bow, her fingers tightened o'er the wood,<br />
    the dog was right, and so she swore; she promised to do all she could.<br />
    Through the gardens growing wild, they walked together 'cross the door,<br />
    therein sat the beast of tell, just resting there upon the floor.<br />
    Hound leapt forward suddenly, with bravery and canine might;<br />
    Younger shot her arrows true, for hope went with them in their flight.<br />
    Ogre, bested, fled away; to dark and shady forest went.<br />
    Younger fell upon her knees, as tears of grief and sorrow spent.<br />
    Broken arrows could not hunt the food her Hound had bravely won.<br />
    They had fought, victorious, but now their lives had been undone.<br />
    As she wept, the Hunter strode right past the bright and snowy walls,<br />
    There he heard the Younger's cries, and so he rushed into the halls.<br />
    Into hand he took her arm, and urged she notice the ring's face<br />
    signaling her lineage, for polished silver proved her place.<br />
    Symbols marked on tapestries, and all matched on the silver band,<br />
    there she stood upon her ground, and there she had avenged her land.<br />
    Hunter knelt and did insist, that all would show her loyalty,<br />
    all she need do is accept her lineage and royalty.<br />
    Hesitant, she rose again, and gazed upon the silver ring,<br />
    never had she nearly thought such fortune could take eager wing.<br />
    Hunter sworn and by her side, the Hound at last laid down to wane,<br />
    promise kept beyond his years, at last restored the rightful reign.<br />
    So she ruled from silver throne, and people celebrated true,<br />
    for they thrived within her care, and all along her kingdom grew.<br />
    Cheer and joy unanimous, ne'er a soul she did not save;<br />
    all would prosper under watch of their Queen Arria the Brave.<br />
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    -Unknown
    (Bard's Tale by Tracer, no stealing.)
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