Ah! my friend, you look weary from your travel,
please sit a while and let your worries slowly now unravel.
What's that you ask, do I know what happened to this place?
Tis a Story sad but true, that transcends both time and space.
The ruins where we sit, where once a fortress stood,
where nobles trod upon this stone devoted to doing good.
For thousands of years the guardian of us all,
until a clever enemy plotted it's eventual fall.
King Sirus, had lead the house, for nearly all his life,
now old and frail he's missing the queen his loving wife.
There love for each other was known throughout the land,
but sadly, she had slipped away, while the king held her hand.
The court was in turmoil, young prince now with muscle to flex,
while the king drifted between this world to the next.
The court was full of advisers, all keen to help the prince,
but some had selfish plans, their treachery, would make you wince.
One such lowlife, whose name I shall never forget,
a Dralon scum by the name of Gob, was an unknown threat.
Convinced him that a union with a princess from the west,
would create an alliance to suit the kingdom best.
I'm sure the king would like to see his son in married bliss,
His kingdom sound and stable before he enters life's abyss.
His evil tongue twisted, the princess heart towards this plan,
Created by the Dralon king to over throw this land.
And so a meeting was arranged and soon a wedding planed,
The king so week he could not see the evil now at hand.
The Princess was coached by the king her evil dad,
to plunder this kingdom for all the wealth it had.
The wedding was a grand event, with nobles from around the globe,
no expense had been spared to create the royal robe.
The feast went on for hours but in the chamber of the king,
King Sirus drew his last breath as to life he could no longer cling.
The Prince was at the table, when they whispered into his ear,
And Sadness drew across his face but he did not shed a tear.
At Gobs suggestion while the guests were still in place,
the Prince his kingdom he should now embrace.
So after the burial while all were gathered still
the prince was crowned as king, two birds did they kill.
The New King still saddened by these events of life,
listened foolishly to Gob and his new queen and wife.
Send your armies to the south, our borders there are week,
The King of Kalags is a drunkard bore and a cheat.
If that is what you advise, so be it said the king,
and the armies that protected him left for Kalags springs.
King Nor of Kalags took offence and considered it an attack.
and sending all his forces ordered them to fight back.
And these armies faced in battle while no reason was in place.
The bloodshed and the carnage, was catastrophe and disgrace.
Meanwhile to the west the Dralon king led his army across this land,
the queen commanded the gates be opened all part of what they planed.
There was no mass resistance, no army's left to defend,
they plundered, raped and pillaged under the guise of a friend.
The palace now in ruins, filled with the stench of death,
a smell I fear still lingers worse than dragons breath.
The Queen and Gob returned with the Dralon King,
I can still hear their laughter, as they recounted their sting.
What's that you ask what happened to fated King,
who put his faith in evil and lost every single thing.
Well he is destined to walk these ruins, reliving every day,
and recounting these events, to all that pass this way.
Adding your comment:
Sandi
but I am glad you enjoyed the tale Thank you for comming back 
its not supposed to happen to MODs stamps feet and rolls around having a hissy fit!!!
I'd missed I specialized in gibberish English is a second language 
Blessings Sandi
