13 June 2012
*FOUR MONTHS LATER*
Unfortunate as it seems, Princess Feather fell downhill, Her marriage sadly lacked, And she had too much time to kill.
She was sick of staging parties, Trashing castle after castle, Once a married woman, It was so much of a hassle.
She was tired of being bored and- With nothing left to do, Decided to team up with, A new-ish sort of crew.
They called themselves the 'Live Its', And rode about the town, On bad ass motorbikes and cars, Uncaring of the crown.
Feather stopped her parties, Staged at palace and home, And began to party elsewhere, Completely free to roam.
Wild party princess, Reputation for her wild, Her nights out on the town with crew, Would get her completely riled.
Sick of playing housewife, And babysitting the throne, She enjoyed her newfound freedom, And never felt alone.
A wild card in the royals: Partying and drinking, Sleeping with the centaurs, Acting before thinking.
And then one day it happened, A stranger came to land: To request an off-shore marriage, And duel for Feather's hand.
A dark and dangerous stranger, A magnetising pull, Filling Feather's princess heart, And brimming over, full!
He duelled her husband expertly, With foreign technique and skill, And cut husband to the neck-point, Striking for the kill...
When Feather cried out softly! 'Oh please! Don't kill this man! Take me as a wife, but- Spare him if you can!'
Feather's soft heart spoke true, And the stranger let him up, The two became the best of friends, And even shared a cup!
Not-So-Happy Ending. • Opuss № I