Bride to Be (part two)
Bride to Be
(two)
I was for solitude and a certain path
That crossed a bridge so narrow
Here where the men stood off
In disobedience I spurred my mount
Daughter, you have seen it for yourself
How rare this treasure is
To be alone
In my father’s household dwelt a rival’s son
Sent to beg my lord for sanctuary
By an uncle had usurped the crown
This, in the affairs of men, is courtesy
His name was Alderic, and my father
For some flattery the youth had offered
Had gifted him a peregrine
I with my merlin…
And I feared
He’d set the falcon on her
He had such humors
And called to me, following
Words I did not hear
Had I been unencumbered
Coming to the widening of the way
Along the river I’d have dared the chase
“If you gave me your advice…”
His voice was there, at my left side
“I would take it.”
We were alone.
“And why,” I answered him, “do you say so?”
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(2018, Stephanie Foster)