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The Littlest Knight
Once upon a time long ago, even before the days of King Arthur, there lived a blacksmith only three feet tall. He was so short that he needed a stool to stand on to shoe the great steeds of the knights. This bothered him not a bit because although he was small he was very brave. In fact, in his heart he secretly longed to become a knight and win the hand of the Princess.
The Princess was the King and Queen's only child and it should come as no surprise that the little blacksmith loved her very much for she was both kind and beautiful. She was even smaller than he, and had dancing eyes and long silken hair which she wore in a coiled braid. But, alas, the little blacksmith could admire the Princess only from afar because she was, after all, a princess and he but a lowly blacksmith--not even that tall. One day a terrible dragon came to the kingdom. Breathing fire on anyone who crossed its path, it trampled houses and burned fields. Many knights battled the dragon but their swords could not cut its thick scales. Each night it flew home to its cave in the mountains surrounded by a deep ravine.
The dragon was enchanted and protected by a magic spell. It said,
He who would break my spell,
Must carry a thousand swords,
And do it well.
Then cross a bridge which isn't there,
If he wants to reach my lair.
And last, not least, my defeat
Will be an empty cup filled.
Many knights went to battle and many knights were hurt as the dragon moved closer and closer to the castle. The King declared whosoever killed the dragon would be granted half his kingdom. Now knights came from across the sea. They were the most fierce, the bravest and the biggest knights anyone had ever seen. A thousand of them gathered to attack the dragon.
But with his great wings the dragon took no time in knocking 50 knights from their horses and breathing fire on the rest. He said,
You must think I'm here to fiddle,
1,000 men--that's not the riddle.
One man alone, only one man,
With a thousand swords,
That's the plan.
In desperation the King proclaimed whosoever solved the riddles and killed the dragon would be granted their heart's desire.
Now the merchants got busy. Suddenly there were swords everywhere: fat swords, skinny swords, sharp swords, dull swords, fancy swords, but mostly tiny swords so that one man might carry many of them. But a tiny sword is more like a dagger and most knights were too proud to carry a sackful of daggers.
