Once upon a time, in a far away land lived a young,handsome , dashing prince,,interested in racing and gaming and merry making ...fed up by the irresponsible Attitude of the young Prince, The King sent him to the furthest reaches of his Kingdom to oversee the Commoner's work ...This was the land where the King's power's were weakest and the tribe did not care 2 hoots about the King..This were simple tribal ppl ruled by an chieftain...
The young debonair prince arrived to this God forsaken land and continued on his merry jaunts and irresponsible attitude ...one day while overseeing the work of the commoner the prince succumbed to carelessness and due to his negligence one of the simple minded commoner died ...The Tribe closed Ranks..the Prince was imprisoned and was given two choices...get married to the young widow of the commoner or be prepared to give up ur life..faced with this extenuating choices..The prince chose Life over death and married the young widow ...It was a marriage of necessity !!
The prince found himself locked in a loveless marriage ..he tried various means of getting rid of her ...but was unsuccessful ..meanwhile there was a growing conviction in the mind of the king and his eldest son that the Young widow's presence in the palace increased the gold inflow into the king's coffers....Things went on quietly if not smoothly , one day due to an unfortunate incident, The young widow was forced to leave the house .....The King and the crown prince were shocked and angered at the callousness of our prince..they forced him to seek out the Young widow and bring her back with due honor ...The Prince reluctantly set forth on his gold studded chariot arraigned in the finest royal attire....
Meanwhile our nubile,beautiful charming Young widow was lost and wandering aimlessly searching for the way to her home ...Just like the way bees are attracted to flowers, A pack of wolves too found this young flesh attractive, they assumed the mask of benign Puppies and came forward claiming to assist her in her search for her home....The young nubile Girl, still not yet out of the first bloom of youth, radiating a trust seen to be believable took them at their words and followed them weaving a tapestry of joyful re-union with her parents.....
Meanwhile ,Our prince has set forth on his endeavor complaining bitterly against his royal consort and railing against the fate which forced him to embark on this perilous journey ...As is his wont..The prince ends up in the den of vice where he meets up a few promiscuous ladies ..The Promiscuous ladies look at him like starving kittens who have been offered a rich creamy milk..eager to savor this cream or at least have a lap..the Kitten's surround him...The Prince gets alarmed and petrified , he immediately decides that retreat is the best form of valor and decides to run ...He runs straight into the arms of of the young,radiant , nubile,charming Widow......................His Consort,His Soul-Mate 😊