Prince Arkenbright and the Forsaken Maid

By Jacob Krarup

It stands to reason that if a Goblin King demands a young maiden, you provide him one. He only does so every fifty years after all. Besides, if a girl nobody really likes more or less volunteers, what's the harm in that?

To Prince Arkenbright it seems like he ought to rescue the poor girl, but no one else appears to think so.

Prince Arkenbright and the Forsaken Maid is a tale of the epynomous prince and his stalwarth squire Siward wandering the lands, as they do, in search of true love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jacob Krarup
• Release date: Apr 20, 2011
• ISBN: 9780986931000

Jacob Krarup

Jacob Krarup is a Vancouver based writer working primarily in the videogame industry; in 2007 he won the "best videogame script of the year" award from the Writers' Guild of Great Britain.

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Prince Arkenbright and the Forsaken Maid

by Jacob Krarup

Copyright 2011 Jacob Krarup - All Rights Reserved

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Your highness. If you don’t mind….

Yes?

I thought I might go and talk to the peasants. Get the lay of the land as it were.

And, I imagine, you think the best way to get that lay is to talk to the maiden over there?

Prince Arkenbright nodded in the direction of a rosy cheeked young woman. Her golden hair was done up in braids in the fashion of the local peasants. The Prince had to admit that she did look quite charming if wholesome peasant lasses were your thing.

Why yes, your highness. Often the pretty girls in a village know what’s going on. On account of all the menfolk trying to impress them with their bragging, you understand.

It only makes sense. Well Siward, go ahead.

Thank you, your highness.

Prince Arkenbright watched casually as Siward approached the young woman. He had known the grizzled warrior for years and admired his way with people. From where he stood, he couldn’t hear the words, but the body language was pretty clear. First Siward approached gruffly, directly, apparently unconcerned with the girl he was addressing.

Then, as he seemed to always do, Siward would say something very saucy with only the flimsiest cover of innocence. Yes, there he went and as always the maid would blush and smile at the same time.

Prince Arkenbright wished he had that sort of easy going charm. Though, of course, it was a different thing when you were dealing with Princesses instead of peasants. Princesses were much more refined and sophisticated; that was the