But worse than that were the men. The King felt a hollow pit in his stomach as he considered the potential rescuers for his precious baby girl. The King knew better than anyone the type of person that might be attracted to a rescue attempt. He himself had been a lowly fifth son of a king who ruled a small and bankrupt nation before he began his crusade as 'Prince Charming' and rescued the wealthy, powerful princess who was now his Queen. The King knew of even worse options. A man who had nearly been his brother-in-law had stumbled into the title of prince by saving a princess. She died after marrying him, but the low bred brute had retained the title to impress the next princess he rescued.
No. The King decided. None of that. Not for his little girl. But how? The King couldn't always protect her from evil? Anything he tried, whether it be enlisting the aid of a good fairy or seeking to vanquish all evil from the land, would only draw farther attention to his little girl. What could he do?
As the King took his precious princess into his arms for the first time, and looked into her deep brown eyes, he realized there was only one way to ensure she was always safe. He had to train her to protect herself.
Art: Charming Crush by Lyndsey Werner (February 14, 2013)
Story by Lyndsey Werner (May 18, 2015)
Notes: I didn't really think this was long enough to warrant it's own page, but I thought that it would be a nice little read. And who knows, maybe one day it will be a prequel to a longer story about the princess. And maybe I'll do more of these little "Blog Stories".
If you want to read more of these little stories just hit the category "Blog Stories".