A romantic story about Bradlin's father--this is one of the most common stories his mother told him to keep his memory alive.
The basic bones of the story (as Bradlin's mother tells it):
When Haldan was Bradlin's age, his father (Bradlin's grandfather) believed that adventuring and questing was too dangerous, and wanted him to stay at home and learn to be a smithy. But Haldan didn't want to just make weapons--he wanted to wield them like the many heroes the minstrels sang about.
So one day, while he was in another land making a delivery, he heard a rumor that the princess of that land favored a certain soldier. He disguised himself as a squire and got access to the barracks,where the soldier told him the king would only allow him to marry the princess if he slew a great monster that had brought terror on the land (what this is differs from teller to teller, but Bradlin's mother usually made it a troll)
So after a long journey and many other adventures (which are stories in themselves), the monster was slain, and the soldier and the princess were married--although they never found out who the squire really was, and Bradlin's grandfather never knew what had really happened while Haldan was away.
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