Page 18 of The Prince and the Ice King

and picked the temping pocket of the wrong kind of smile.

“There came the night!” he called once more, starting a clap with his stomps that got the crowd clapping with him.

“When he stole from worse than merchant,

who wondered how farhebent,

and lured him in with cloak and soak to keep the chill away.

“Alas again! He tried to run,

but the seedy slaver won,

by giving chase into the night for fight was yet a plight to be made right!

"And was he caught?”

“No!” the crowd cheered.

“He ran and ran,

with cloak in hand

and emerald crest on emerald seaming,

lovely bright and gleaming

to the north!

“But lo, the land was quiet,

yet he would surely riot

before he stopped,

lest he drop,

as he reached the gates at hand.

"And was he caught?”

“No!”

“Bright magic lit the dawn

as he dashed across the lawn

like a shot

fired taut

as an arrow to our king.

“Those others green,

left unseen,

learned to fear,

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