In a land of bouncy castles and buttercup blooms, lived a knight named Sir Clever, known for his quick wit and even quicker thumbs.

Unlike other knights with their shining armor and clanging swords, Sir Clever preferred riddles and rhymes, puzzles and words!

One sunny day, a grumpy goblin, Grungle, stomped into the kingdom, shaking his fist and causing a ruckus-like bum-bum!

"I've come to steal the Queen's giggle!" he boomed, his voice like thunder. "And no one, not even a clever knight, can stop me!"

The other knights drew their swords, their faces grim and tight. But Sir Clever held up a hand, his eyes shining bright.

"Hold your horses, brave knights!" he chuckled with glee. "This goblin's bark is worse than his bite, just you wait and see!"

Sir Clever cleared his throat and in a voice clear as a bell, he challenged Grungle with a riddle, a magical spell!

"I have cities, but no houses. I have mountains, but no trees. I have water, but no fish. What am I?" he asked with a tease.

Grungle scratched his head, his face turning as red as a beet. He huffed and he puffed, but an answer he couldn't meet!

Sir Clever, with a twinkle in his eye, revealed the answer, "A map, my dear Grungle, a map! You see?"

Grungle was defeated, outsmarted by a game, his plan to steal the Queen's giggle, gone in a puff of shame.

He scurried away, grumbling under his breath, while the Queen's giggle echoed, a joyous, musical death.

And so it was, with wit and charm, Sir Clever saved the day, proving that kindness and a clever mind always light the way!