The Heiress

Once upon a time, there was a king who ruled the kingdom of love, no people in it, just butterflies and doves. His majesty grows older; he started looking for a heir of his own flesh to rule the kingdom. One day a ghost named 'funny Vanessa' came to him on moonless night to tell him that the true heiress is life and sound, and her optional hideout is now over. A year later the king reunited with his heiress, he hugged and squeezed her into his chest and cried from the inside, as kings are not suppose to weaken and seep tears. One day while contemplating at the butterfly doom, the ghost showed up and sang him a poem written by the peace loving dove on an Egyptian papyrus: What a beautiful world, what an awesome year, What a colorful days I see, so musical I feel and hear, No more wonders, pains, sorrows, puzzles nor fear, Skies are so light blue; rivers are so crystal clear, The days that just went by, is like breeze of fresh air, Pure and genuine love, the king and his daughter share Laughter, Delight finally dried up the oceans of despair, Joyous and festive days the king of love forever adhere, That his dearest shining star is so touchable, is so near, Like spring velvet sun rays, sprayed from up there, His majesty's seed of love is now mature and sincere, Like a tree of glory, so colorful, sweet fruit she bear, Then his majesty prayed: May your days my heiress and your family be full of joy and cheer.