A lonely king sat upon his throne. He had been looking for a wife for years to no avail. Most women in his kingdom were, ugly, married, evil, or could not have children. He had unsuccessfully dated in the past and each woman he wanted to marry ended up having flaws that were too big to allow them to become a queen. This king had prayed and prayed to his god to find a wife who could bare to have his children, a fertile wife. He was getting older and he needed to have a son, someone who could run his kingdom when he passes away. The king was out on a stroll along the river that ran through his kingdom. He’s grown up by this river, and it gave him peace of mind when he was troubled. This day was special, it was the five year anniversary of his first prayer in hopes of finding a lover. He knelt by his favorite tree and prayed again. “Oh god, hear me. I am getting old, my time is nearing an end and my life has been spent alone and without a true mate. My expectations are not high, I j...