The turning point of the war was a kiss.
Teresa Fallow was a princess. Daughter of the King of the Nines.
Maddrick Poll was a knight, Captain Commander of the armies of the Redlands.
They met at a dance. They held hands a year later to the day.
Then the continent of Cammil erupted in war and they were on opposite sides, of the war and of the world.
“She is my love!” Maddrick thundered. It made no difference.
“He is my dear heart!” Teresa pleaded. It made no difference.
And so, through secret and mystery, they covenanted to meet together, a year to the day of holding hands.
Under the bright moonlight, amongst the trees in the sacred grove of snow lillies, they kissed.
The kiss ended the war.
How?
The kiss turned them and the armies into frogs.
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