《Hero's Song - A Novel in Verse》Chapter 31 - The Conqueror
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The nation he now represented found itself at peace
the happy hero had become the castle’s centrepiece
but when he started worrying he’d die of boredom soon
the peaceful nation’s king began to sing a different tune
He’d make the hero more proactive in upcoming wars
free from all the politics that kept him stuck indoors
the king declared himself the rightful emperor that day
and any king who challenged his authority would pay
“What our kingdom faces now is not a common threat
though we’ve tasted victory, we haven’t won just yet
still our native lands are under enemy control
as if giant monsters came and ate our empire whole
This will be the year our empire finally bites back
on this day, by my decree, we’re launching our attack
we won’t wait for them to come and take our homes and land
now we’ll bring the fight to them and truly make our stand”
Everyone who heard their leader’s declaration cheered
all except the hero’s wife of course, for as she feared
once again her husband would be bound to fight alone
winning battles far away in service of the throne
All the same, she wished him safe adventures as he went
knowing that his quest was not a fate she could prevent
she only told him that if he should ever face despair
he could come back any time and she’d be waiting there
He wished his wife and children well and left without delay
off to lead an army to a battle far away
stories of the hero brought morale back like a wave
and now he was inspired by the support his nation gave
He didn’t care for details but from what he had been told
his kingdom’s nearest neighbours had been growing rather bold
their armies were allegedly preparing to attack
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the hero’s job would be to lead a charge and force them back
He didn’t talk to many of his soldiers on the way
the prince with whom he marched however, had a lot to say
“please don’t run ahead this time, we need you at the front
if we meet much resistance, we’ll need you to take the brunt”
The hero didn’t care for all his warnings and his pleas
he had strength enough to slay his enemies with ease
still he promised he would lead the army from nearby
he didn’t say the reason, but nobody asked him why
The battle started quickly when they came upon a hill
and came upon the camping foes with overbearing will
the hero barely had a chance to swing his sword or fight
the enemy had fallen long before the fall of night
Prisoners accounted for, the war was quickly done
the hero sighed, a little bored with how the fight was won
his generals surprised him though when later they declared
“we’ll continue this attack while they are unprepared!”
The hero was excited to continue his campaign
singing with his comrades of the monsters to be slain
they marched across one kingdom to the border of the next
no quicker war was ever written of in any text
Morale was soaring higher every step the army took
he hadn’t seen so great a force in any picture book
the hero watched his army carry on with glee and pride
carrying their banners through the empire’s countryside
They passed through several villages where there were none to fight
and broke through several forts and towns in just a single night
but when they found the capital and started to invade
even he was forced to see that this was just a raid
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There were no assailants, no resistance there at all
the hero was confronted only by that kingdom’s fall
the air was full of smoke and screams, the roads were dyed in red
city after city, those who couldn’t run were dead
The war had been decided long before it had begun
Their enemies had barely any strength or time to run
the hero didn’t celebrate but had his share of drink
retreating into parties where he wouldn’t have to think
There he filled his world with songs of pride and victory
drinking to success and to his king’s prosperity
in weeks, the army had expanded their empire tenfold
the emperor was pleased to hear the rumours he was told
Though its former glory hadn’t fully been restored
the emperor put all his faith in his new hero’s sword
the hero and his army soon became so widely feared
that nations would surrender when the hero’s army neared
Sometimes kingdoms sent a challenger to hold him back
but he would make a show of winning with one quick attack
countless brave contenders came before him one by one
but they all lost their kingdoms when the tournament was done
Only one had made a real impression on the knight
a princess with an army much too weak to even fight
she challenged him in desperation with a rusty blade
the girl’s attacks were ruthless but too easy to evade
He froze the ground beneath her and he quickly moved along
there’d be no verse for princess within his hero’s song
the army dropped their swords as if they welcomed their defeat
the princess swore revenge and made a cowardly retreat
After that pathetic battle, though he knew not why
he started feeling restless as he stared up at the sky
his army’s strength was growing, and he had much less to do
the epic battles that excited him were much too few
Every now and then the hero took a holiday
tiring more of parties than of fighting night and day
the drunken prince would never let the awkward hero be
the more he drank the more he spoke of fire and piracy
Fortunately, most had long forgotten his debut
the hero’s reputation in the empire quickly grew
though he felt exhausted he was sure that he was fine
he had gold in store and only drank the finest wine
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