The UniPrincess - 3rd in series LIFE IS MAGICAL

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Crochet artist who is an avid reader, who contemplates & scribbles her thoughts to share.....





                                                               UNIPRINCESS
           Once upon a time in a far away land lived a beautiful princess  named  Adalira.  Just like her name, she was very noble & kind. She was trained in the art of archery, horsemanship & jousting, besides being skilled in tapestry & tatting. She won many cross country tournaments in each prowess.
           
           She was well known for her golden locks, hazel eyes and integrity of all.  She was surrounded by riches and comfort but also was down to earth. She would never be rude to anyone. She would go out of her way to help her people. Her parents King Henry & Queen Elizabeth had taught her well.


   

            Just like the coin has two sides, virtue trails evil, wickedness
hounds kindness & wholesomeness runs down to loss. King Henry had
an evil brother William. He was not only greedy but jealous of his
brothers prosperity. He killed his brother to take over his kingdom and
fill up on his avarice.
           









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