The Wishing Princess - Chapter 1

1. The Prophecy

When troubled times comes across the land,
there will be born a child
one whose gentle nature surpass all
He will grow to be strong
and will one day unite
all the kindoms of the land.

Red cloth shall be laid uopn his feet
for him to walk to the sacred mound
and sang the message of peace
Hear ye of what I have to say
Bring no more hate toward men
Instead bring kindness upon your heart
toward your kindred souls

Let there be no more war
Let there be understanding upon all
So that each men in each kingdom
shall know the meaning of brethen
and live with each other as one
under the guiding star in heaven above

Let there be flowers planted
on the hallowed grounds of peace.
Let there be stones marked
for each kindom of his
For all the kingdoms on the land
is his to rule and command


Such was the common refrain of the land, in an era of constant rift. Wars were common among all the kindom of the land. Many battles were fought under all kind of pretenses. Petty bickerings were common. The life expentantcy of men, under such brutal condition were short. Many died in battle shortly after reaching eligible age. Drafted into war, hastily trained, and fell in battle.

One such kindom lies in the valley nestled among mountains. The steep cliffs protected the kindom well. Furthermore, the kindom is led by a wise and powerful king. He was the greatest king and warrior that has ever lived. Words were whispered among other kings that this king is the  one to be feared. Although the kingdom itself was small, many fierce warriors, trained by the king himself, served the kingdom well.

Due to the size of the land, the kingdom was a small one. Expansion proved to be difficult, and yet the kingdom knows peace throughout many generations. This is not to say that the warriors did not battle. Many times, the people of the kingdom have been requested to help other kingdoms under attack. Usually, the king obliged. And thus, with each successful battle, his renowns increased.

The king has many sons, and one daughter. It is recorded in history that his sons fell in battle, leaving only the daughter. There was something special about the daughter. Indeed, the daughter was known as the wishing princess. The princess, the king's daughter, was famous for making a wish, and have those wishes come true.

When she was 5 years old, the kingdom was experiencing extended drought. The princess wished for rain, and it rained, saving the crops from failure.

When she was seven years old, The kingdom was being invaded by bugs. Many attempts to eradicate the crop eating bugs failed. The princess wished for good bugs, and a natural enemy was found and the resulting new bug migration eliminates the crop eating bugs.

When she was nine years old, she made a selfish wish, and wished for a doll. Every family in the kingdom adored her deeply and each family made a doll to be placed in the place of honor in the house.

When she was eleven years old, there was rift in the neighboring kinddom. She wished for understanding. And once the king send emisaries to the warring kingdoms, an understanding was achieved, and the king gained reputation as the bravest king on the land.

When she was thirteen years old, she wished for the greatest cavalry. And all the soldiers trained hard. The princess trained with them and rode with them, becoming the finest cavalry officer on the land. And yet, she refused the post, accepting a brave soldier to lead.

Her skill with the horse, with the sword, with the gun was without peer. She can outride, out fight, out shoot everybody in the kindom, except the king himself. Already she can outshoot the king. Her riding skill was equal, and it was generaly accepted that she will soon best even the king in swordplay. It was not a secret that many people in the kingdom wished that she was a boy so that she can inherit the kingdom from her father. And yet, she was a girl, a princess. A wishing princess.

It was shortly before her sixteenth birthday that our story starts. A group of riders rode hastily through the canyon, across the wheatfield, toward the royal palace. In truth, the palace is very modest. The royal family did not believe in spending a lot of money putting jewelries. As such, the palace is functional, instead of elegant. It is comfortable, and pleasant to live in, but not much in the decoration department. Walls are bare clays, decorated with weapons, armors, and other various practical items.