Hopefully a short story...
In history there is always a woman that can steal any man’s heart. Hell, in any time or place there is one. This is the story of la petite soeur, a princess in all ways but title. A seeming delicate young woman…
…she had defended the kingdom of Tree from all comers and returned riches to his kingdom in bountiful amounts…
She was his defender only because when the hunter tribe began raiding the edges of his reign they wounded her mother and took her prisoner.
The Arbor King sent an army that Satan himself could not defend against and rescued her pregnant mother that carried the beautiful child that would grow to become la petite soeur.
The girl affectionately known as Little Siss was indeed the illegitimate daughter of King Arbor but neither her mother nor the king could reveal her linage lest the brothers and sisters of the High Moral Compact (a precursor of the Imperial Moral Authority) would try Little Siss’ mother as seductress and she would surely suffer a horrible death. The only reason her mother was not tried for promiscuity was she claimed she was impregnated while a captive of the hunter tribe.
One night a messenger arrived at Little Siss’ abode and informed Siss that King Arbor wished to see her at his estate. She was sure he wished to thank her for the successful raids she and warriors had made outside the far reaches of the kingdom. The hunter tribe had been doing raids along the border, pillaging villages, slaying the men and women, saving only the finest young lasses to be taken for slaves and shipped to Moroccan slave markets, never to be seen again.
La petite soeur looked up at the messenger and said “You have brought me joyous news. Stay the night so I may reward you.”
“Oh, I should return; King Arbor would punish me for not returning!”
“Dear girl, I am held in high esteem by the king. For him to know you comforted me after my battles will surely have rewards rained upon you!”
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In history there is always a woman that can steal any man’s heart. Hell, in any time or place there is one. This is the story of la petite soeur, a princess in all ways but title. A seeming delicate young woman…
…she had defended the kingdom of Tree from all comers and returned riches to his kingdom in bountiful amounts…
She was his defender only because when the hunter tribe began raiding the edges of his reign they wounded her mother and took her prisoner.
The Arbor King sent an army that Satan himself could not defend against and rescued her pregnant mother that carried the beautiful child that would grow to become la petite soeur.
The girl affectionately known as Little Siss was indeed the illegitimate daughter of King Arbor but neither her mother nor the king could reveal her linage lest the brothers and sisters of the High Moral Compact (a precursor of the Imperial Moral Authority) would try Little Siss’ mother as seductress and she would surely suffer a horrible death. The only reason her mother was not tried for promiscuity was she claimed she was impregnated while a captive of the hunter tribe.
One night a messenger arrived at Little Siss’ abode and informed Siss that King Arbor wished to see her at his estate. She was sure he wished to thank her for the successful raids she and warriors had made outside the far reaches of the kingdom. The hunter tribe had been doing raids along the border, pillaging villages, slaying the men and women, saving only the finest young lasses to be taken for slaves and shipped to Moroccan slave markets, never to be seen again.
La petite soeur looked up at the messenger and said “You have brought me joyous news. Stay the night so I may reward you.”
“Oh, I should return; King Arbor would punish me for not returning!”
“Dear girl, I am held in high esteem by the king. For him to know you comforted me after my battles will surely have rewards rained upon you!”
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