Once upon a time....

.... there was a lovely young king. Everyone in the kingdom thought the king was great, the people would enjoy his company and call on him when they needed advice or their house moved. This young king was very happy with the love of his people, the ladies loved talking to him, but he did notice the knights of the kingdom were getting all the attention of the ladies.

They would talk incessantly about the warriors, obsess over them and when a warrior would enter a room, the ladies would run over and give them all their attention.

"Hmmm" our king thought, "what is the difference, between those young knights and me?" In truth, the knights did not do battle any better than the king, they were not more hansome nor did have faster horses. "Maybe they are nicer and more lovely?" So the king was as lovely as could be and looked after all the ladies in all the kingdom as best he could. The ladies loved the kings attention, but again, would talk about the knights at any opportunity.

So the king sat. He sat and he watched. The king was totally shocked to find that the knights weren't lovely at all, they would tease the ladies and ignore them and laugh at their expense.

Around this time, the king was summoned to help out another kingdom where no one knew him. He tried to not be lovely towards the people in the new kingdom but with very mixed results. Sometimes he went too far, other times he was too arrogant and maybe the ladies just knew it wasn't in his nature. Sometimes it worked quite well, but not when the king drunk much mead.

It is hard for the king, he doesn't really know his own character any more, and at times he is lonely without his kingdom, but the road to kingly goodness is long but completely worthwhile.