Bar room briefing
In light of a certain recent Privy Council decision, The Mole has requested a reprint of Dragon Tales Part II first published in November 2008, to which we are happy to oblige. (It seems The Mole was on to this along time ago- Bus Ed).
Loyal Journal readers may remember part one of Dragon Tales which was aired a good many months, if not years, ago. Here is the conclusion to the Tale.
Under the King’s very nose, the Dragon carried on with her wily ways. Despite the threat of darkness, the King was constantly kept busy defending the kingdom and peoples of Inot, including fighting off pesky tax inspectors from marauding northern lands. It was for the protection of all, not just a select favoured few. Not so the Dragon. Sitting in her lair, she deftly and ruthlessly laid waste to any voice of dissent by her enemies. The Dragon cared not one jot about the King or his kingdom. She thrived on turmoil. Divide and rule was her motto. It was not Camelot. It was pixie mafia, West Indies style.
The royal courtiers knew what the Dragon was up to, but they were muzzled by the Dragon’s vicious tongue. Banishment from the King’s court threatened those who dared to speak up. The kingdom shook when she raged, but its people suffered in silence. Banks were destroyed and all but little brooks thrived under her withering assault on the kingdom. Common folk were in terror.
The garden folk who tilled the royal gardens muttered amongst themselves, but lacked the courage to raise a collective voice before the King. Sure, a few petitions by those victimised by the Dragon and now seeking clemency were sent to the King, having had their houses, jobs, and children taken away from them. Banners appeared in the streets and alleyways: “Leave us alone” they proclaimed. But their voices were drowned under the weight of a penal notice threatening imprisonment.
The King could sit idly by no longer. His loyal courtiers secretly informed him that her gilded manuscripts were a mess. They were as fake as the flowers in her garden. He summoned the Dragon to explain her disloyalty. She was unrepentant and sought to organise a rebellion of her own seeking the King’s removal. It was too much for the King.
So in one deft move, he saw that the Dragon was evicted from her lair and the locks on her turret fortress changed. She was banished from the Kingdom. Forever.
Dark clouds cleared. The people cheered. Sunshine streamed across the land. Flower buds appeared once again. The royal gardeners smiled and the people of Inot rejoiced. The Dragon was gone.
The kingdom was saved. Long live the King.