Once upon a time in a palace by the
sea, there lived a princess. The palace, and all the city's
residences, lay on a hill, beyond the reach of the worst the sea
could offer, but close enough that the same walls that protected the
palace also protected the port and so the kingdom thought itself
immune from siege. If an army came they could close their gates an
count on the sea to sustain them. If a navy came it would surely
lose, for the kingdom had the greatest navy in the known world.
Thus the princess grew up with a sense
of safety in a time of peace. She learned the arts of diplomacy and
negotiation. She learned to negotiate for grain without revealing
how badly it was needed, thus preventing the other side from gaining
leverage, and she learned how to tell when revealing one's need might
result in a lower price. She learned these things though they were
never likely to be necessary, because they are what a princess must
know.
She learned to take the pulse of public
opinion and public health, she learned to move the people with
speeches and shift conversations. She learned that her birth had
placed the needs of the kingdom above her own and that whatever power
or luxury she enjoyed was either to allow her to serve the people or
to compensate her for that service. A service she had never been
asked if she was willing to preform, but would none the less.
She learned the arts of self defense.
Close quarters combat should an assassin sneak into her room. The
difficult art of defending oneself while surrounded by panicked
innocents she must endeavor to protect, should an assassin attack her
in a crowd. The way to turn her knowledge of the land and
architecture to her advantage, should a fight range.
She learned philosophy, for it was
expected of royalty. She learned theology of many shades, for it was
expected that she not only know of the kingdom's gods, but also of
those of potential allies, enemies, and trading partners. She learned
law, because it would be hers to uphold. She learned mathematics
because without it she could not be sure of being equitable. She
learned to host a dinner and multiple styles of dance.
She learned and grew in peace and
stability until she had become an intelligent and beautiful woman.
At which point she learned to say no to many, many suitors.
Sometimes politely, sometimes without even words, sometimes harshly,
sometimes loudly, sometimes with armed guards.
And then something changed in her life
that no one had expected.
It started small, some minor
disagreements between members of her kingdom by the sea and a
neighboring landlocked kingdom. But the minor disagreements
multiplied and escalated. Bloodshed followed.
It became clear that the situation was
rapidly moving toward war. A war which the Royalty of neither side
wanted. The land kingdom had an army that was second to none, her
sea kingdom had a navy of similar distinction. A war would be
without foreseeable end. The capitols would be safe, and instead war
would take its toll on smaller colonies. Farms and towns. Anywhere
too small to have a great wall, or too isolated to survive a siege.
A war would be without winners, but
full of losers.
Unfortunately the local lords, barons
and dukes and other such leaders, did not see it that way. They saw
war as a way to expand their holdings and settle past grudges. On
both sides a segment of the nobility was working toward war, and
clamoring for it. Power was distributed enough that, even against
the royalty's objection, they could have it.
The laws of both kingdoms were
hodgepodges collected over a thousand years of whatever seemed best
at the time. After frantic searching, double checking, and hasty
comparisons, it was clear that there was only one thing that the
nobility on both sides would be forced to recognize. Only one thing
that could avert the war: Alliance by royal marriage.
The princess was an only child, and one
of the children of the landlocked kingdom's king and queen was a son.
Triple and quadruple checking confirmed
that it was the only way the law would force the lords into peace.
So while the bellicose lords gathered armies in preparation for the
coming war, the royalty of the two kingdoms hastily prepared for a
wedding.
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Great beginning!
ReplyDeleteI can see this heading in any of several directions; I hope you're planning to continue?
I hope you're planning to continue?
DeleteThat is the plan. Whether it happens or not remains to be seen.
I can see this heading in any of several directions;
And it will probably head in none of them because what's been written so far is basically just a combination of fluff and an answer to "We need a royal wedding why?"
On the other hand, I know the planned ending, but basically nothing of the middle, so maybe I'll end up using some of what's there in the story after all.
I like the repetition of "She learned...". It sets up a good rhythm
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