King Arthur was becoming anxious to return to the Kingdom of BetterMan and his Queen, as he, his Knights and soldiers had been gone for almost two months on this crusade to find and destroy the spammers.
Preparations were being made for the return march and many wagons had been borrowed from King Thunder to transport the many bodies of the fallen soldiers of BetterMan and the supplies they would need for the long journey.
King Thunder had said, jokingly, "Why certainly my Good King Arthur, you may take anything you need and when you return the wagons, you shall receive your deposit back," And laughed greatly.
The Knights, again dressed in full armor and clad in the reflective metal as a precaution against any spammer snipers that might not have been killed in the battle and also the roving bands of bandits that plagued convoys along the road they must take, to return to their homeland.
Princess Jennifer was clinging tightly to Sir Bret and wailing, "You must take me with you Sir Bret, I must marry you and be by your side, for always."
The King hearing this grabbed the Princess by the arm and pulled her away from Sir Bret, saying, "Princess, I have, all of your adult life, allowed you to have your way with handsome Knights to satisfy your overpowering sexual cravings. But, you cannot marry this Knight. Sir Bret is a fine, Nobel and brave man and I would be proud to have him as a Son-in-law and heir to my Kingdom, but King Arthur and I have discussed a possible union between our two Kingdoms, with the marriage of his Son, Prince Rob to you, Princess Jennifer Thunder. Prince Rob is a Nobel and handsome man and I have been told he is endowed with the huge penis that you crave."
Princess Jennifer's eyes opened very wide at this, she stopped trying to hold on to Sir Bret turned her back on him and said in a very excited voice, "Oh Father, I must meet this Prince Rob."
Sir Bret, was somewhat relieved. Although he had strong feelings for the Princess and the sex had been unbelievable and satisfying, he was very glad to see this fickle side of the Princess.
The Princess had skipped away to go have her hand maidens do her hair without so much as a goodbye to Sir Bret.
There was much fanfare as the wagons, soldiers, Knights and King Arthur crossed the draw bridge to wend their way home, to the Kingdom of BetterMan.
THE END.
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