River
I left Queen Maggie’s and headed to the warrior quarters to suit up and gather the team who would be accompanying me to safely escort the lost Princess back to the Queen. As I lay out everything to be packed in my survival bag I do so mechanically like I have done a thousand times over on all my other important missions. I can’t help but allow my thoughts to wander. I go about my business of packing and sorting and slowly I feel my mind transporting me back in time to the first few days when Queen Magnolia’s search parties found me floating in a boat all alone.
I remember being at the river with my father when the fires broke out and the kingdom was attacked. We had just finished packing and salting our catches for the day and were preparing to head back towards the villages. My fa
