The Raven, the Unicorn and the Princess
I have been planning this book for a long time and it is one I am thinking of actually printing in the muggle world. But first I would like HiH members' feedback! Please post on my wall and give me all your opinions on this book so I can make it the best it can be. Thank you! I will be adding a chapter a week, because I am writing this story out by hand before copying it onto the website. Wondering what the book is about? Well, it's basically in a fairy tale world - but a bit different from what you'd expect! Read to find out more... by the way, this is a fantasy world so don't worry if you don't know everything about it at first - I will reveal more as the book goes on. Also, credit to Inkarnate for helping me make my map!
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05/31/21
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Chapter 4
It looked like even parental persuasion was not going to affect the princess.
She has a will of her own, he thought.
After she had vanished into the castle gates the king stood and shaded his eyes from the afternoon sun to look west. The Great Road, which lead from the palace and wound out of sight through the meadow-lands, was busy with carts and pedestrians, such as merchants, peasants, minstrels and many others. They had come from Historith, where the bridge crossing the Zircon River had just been constructed. After Raphaela's marriage the trading route between Talefa and Historith would be secured.
The king felt the familiar twist of sadness and was it guilt? in his heart at the thought of his daughters marriage. Was it all for the sake of the kingdoms?
She had been too young at the betrothal to really know what was going on, the king thought. It was my decision.
His councillors and advisers' words rang in his head.
'It is for the best, your majesty....' 'she will be happy there...' 'it is for the sake of Talefa, your highness....'
Were they right? Would she be happy?
She is a princess, the king reassured himself. Of course she will. But he was not convinced.
The king sighed and set off for the main gates of the palace. As he neared the road his attention was caught by a mounted figure riding towards the palace. He could see a crest on the horses saddle, and the figure looked richly dressed. A knight?
The king changed direction,
