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Kathryn's Love Part V

Kathryn's Beauty Part Five Kathryn was a beauty, Blue eyes, deep with Natures understanding. She held the mystic Secrets of her Pagan's past unknowing.. The trees and springs of life all knew her, As she bathed. That day...so innocent A virgin, all agreed. Our Prince, He rode his horse That day only wishing to Sake his thirst, His shield was heavy As was his heart. Under a waterfall she Saw him approach, The most handsome Man she ever seen Was before her. Her young breasts So excited. Both were so taken That moment. True love was Felt from them both. But her maidens Made hast And stole her away, From the garden And pond that day. That night our Kathryn Chanted.... Who is this man I saw to day. A Warrior it is plain to see. I know he is The man for me..... Father... May I speak to you The third son spoke to his father, In the Castle, high On the bluffs Over looking The bay the He protected. My father, I ask you To let me marry My one true love. Oh yes my son, Who is this this love Of whom you speak? Father, her name is Kathryn....but a young girl In our realm. Darkness grew The moment the Lord heard her name. No! I will not Allow it.... No explanation given. Our young Prince Was fallen. His love for Kathryn... Was forbidden. No reasons why.... He was ordered far off to stand guard, Away from his love.... Our Prince did What he was told In the cold, He stood his watch So loyal.. That night Under a full moon, She felt his love, And read his cards. All was not good She read that night. But Kathryn knew That he was hers. The moon was ever wrong. Gundar Nills, the Viking King, Landed on the Welshland shores, Four hundred strong. With sorrow's breath, He waded waist deep, Death and revenge was His only desire. Villages plundered....Death and Destruction he bestowed.. Gundar Nills, the Viking King Marched.... His Army victorious! Rape and plunder Was the day, As Gundar the Viking King Ruled the day...

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