THE ADVENTURE BEGINS
THE SETTING
THE CAST
MERLIN'S PROPHECIES
KING GALOWYN'S CREED
MALABAR'S CURSE
GABRAN AND MERLIN
SONGS FROM LONG-GRIN
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
LINKS


 
PART I:  THE COURTSHIP OF PRINCESS GWEN

PRINCESS GWEN'S SATIRE
I'm told that bridal showers sometimes do turn bawdy, even today.  Well, if Princess Gwen's rhyme is any indication, they come by it honestly!  Her father, King Galowyn, promised that when she came of age, she would be given in marriage to the warrior then greatest in all the land.  Little did he guess she would be his only child or the fallout that fact would cause throughout the Three Kingdoms!  With no male heir to the throne, the Kingdom of Galwalk will pass through Gwen to her future husband, with the unhappy result that for the past several years, there have been few marriages among the warrior aristocracy of the Three Kingdoms, because each kingdom's heroes are pledged to contest for Gwen's hand.  Through no fault of her own, Princess Gwen is the cause of the misery of every other single lady in the Three Kingdoms — an impossible situation that does not sit well with the strong-willed princess, either!  She would rather give up the throne than be the prize in her father's game, no matter how valiantly won,  by however noble a contestant.  So when, at her birthday feast, she is baited into performing a rhyme for her suitors, she holds little back, demurely devastating both her father and the entire noble assembly, male and female alike.  I'll leave the action to your imagination, but I will tell you that Princess Ulrica of Osterlaw and her Battle Maidens are all drop-dead gorgeous and were it not for Princess Ulrica's timely response, Gwen's "playful" rhyme might have been cause of violence!
PRINCESS GWEN

Is every lord in all the land . . .
So certain he would seek my hand?
Your form as lovely. Your lips as red.
You've found no lord to share your bed?
And you? You offer . . . ample charms . . .
But sleep each night with empty arms?
O, noble lords, for shame!  For shame.
They're all unwed.  Where lies the blame?
On my bold father, regal and wise,
Who offered me up as a prize . . .
That every noble lord . . . and clown . . .
Should try his luck to win my . . . crown?
A kingdom's yours, O noble lord . . .
If you but show the greatest . . . sword
A champion for me! Alas, cruel fate,
Your husband's shall be . . . second rate.!

PRINCESS ULRICA
So? What ifGwen does take the best?
She'll have just one.  We'll take the rest!
King Galowyn, embarrassed, seizes the opportunity to call upon the Mastersinger of Westles to provide less rancorous entertainment — before all the lovely young ladies come to blows!  Be sure to visit the LONG-GRIN SONGS page to hear the MP3 file of Owen's Drinking Song.