Fairy tale chapter 1
There was a girl a beautiful. Fragile flower of a girl who lived in a land far far away called stupidville.
One day this girl out with her fairy godfather and her handmaiden for a couple of pints of mead, met a young and handsome prince who was guarding the gates of the tavern just down the road from stupidville.
At the end of the night the beautiful maiden is trying to set up her handmaiden with a young burly blacksmith so she distracts the young guard with her feminine wiles and he is smitten.
The young guard comes to visit the humble maiden who is older but not much wiser thatn he, in her sad cavern underneath where her mother lives.
They share mugs of ale and lusty moments and grow fond of one another in the long cold winter nights.
The prince/can't stay for long though he is very busy
guarding the tavern and taking care of his ill evil stepmother and is forced from the side of the lonely lass more often than she is happy with.
"This reminds me too much of my unhappy courtship with the used carriage salesman" she says to herself and we all know how badly courtship with used carriage salesmen end.
Where before the handsome if scrawny prince used to show up at her door to snuggle by the fire on the long cold nights now he just sends scrolls telling her that he has no time tonigh but what if they have lunch at the Inn. The maiden however has no time to lunch at the inn she has to sort tuppence at the at the stupidville bank. The sad maiden begins to think that she should leave the skinny prince save her once shattered heart from the heavy burden of getting into a going no where courtship with the him.
So our lovely passive aggressive maid starts to behave badly picking fights with the bewildered prince and telling him that they should end their courtship as he is too young. The prince overwhelmed with the burden of guarding the tavern, taking care of his sick evil mother and still finding time for his merry men, tries to save the starstruck romance but not yet trained in the ways of mentally upstable maids, is unable.
Finally, hearbroken and driven to the point of hating all maidens he take a vow of silence.
He refused to speak to the now perturbed lass and won't even read her scrolls.
"Aha" thinks the maid from stupidville" I was right all along he was too young and not the right prince for me".
Now when she goes to the tavern she has lost the sparkle of feminie charm as the guard is mean. He scowls at her every chance he gets as his heart aches for something he knows he can never have, a sane maid. Every time the lass sees him at the tavern her inner scribe says "see he is young and scrawny, you were the smartest maid in all of stupidville, better to protect your virtuous heart than to have it broken by the his ilk".
The maid moves on, doing her work at the town bank sweatshop and hanging out with the fairy godfather and handmaiden, but in the back of her silly little brain she knows she may have been wrong.
Then comes the day when the beautiful lady finds out she will soon bear a child, the child of the young prince.
A day of shock, she plans her quick marriage to the prince as dreams of happilyeverafter float in her empty skull.
She sends her handmaiden to the tavern with a message for the prince. He come immediately, with a few days delay for work at the tavern is all important, to her side.
She tells him her tale expecting him to express his undying love for her and the unborn babe. But now the seeds she has sown quickly bear fruit and she faces nothing but his scorn.
Weeping she saddles her lovely chestnut mare and rides out into the stormy night. She gallops along the dark moors hoping that a quick fall from the horse will end her horrible plight.
One day this girl out with her fairy godfather and her handmaiden for a couple of pints of mead, met a young and handsome prince who was guarding the gates of the tavern just down the road from stupidville.
At the end of the night the beautiful maiden is trying to set up her handmaiden with a young burly blacksmith so she distracts the young guard with her feminine wiles and he is smitten.
The young guard comes to visit the humble maiden who is older but not much wiser thatn he, in her sad cavern underneath where her mother lives.
They share mugs of ale and lusty moments and grow fond of one another in the long cold winter nights.
The prince/can't stay for long though he is very busy
guarding the tavern and taking care of his ill evil stepmother and is forced from the side of the lonely lass more often than she is happy with.
"This reminds me too much of my unhappy courtship with the used carriage salesman" she says to herself and we all know how badly courtship with used carriage salesmen end.
Where before the handsome if scrawny prince used to show up at her door to snuggle by the fire on the long cold nights now he just sends scrolls telling her that he has no time tonigh but what if they have lunch at the Inn. The maiden however has no time to lunch at the inn she has to sort tuppence at the at the stupidville bank. The sad maiden begins to think that she should leave the skinny prince save her once shattered heart from the heavy burden of getting into a going no where courtship with the him.
So our lovely passive aggressive maid starts to behave badly picking fights with the bewildered prince and telling him that they should end their courtship as he is too young. The prince overwhelmed with the burden of guarding the tavern, taking care of his sick evil mother and still finding time for his merry men, tries to save the starstruck romance but not yet trained in the ways of mentally upstable maids, is unable.
Finally, hearbroken and driven to the point of hating all maidens he take a vow of silence.
He refused to speak to the now perturbed lass and won't even read her scrolls.
"Aha" thinks the maid from stupidville" I was right all along he was too young and not the right prince for me".
Now when she goes to the tavern she has lost the sparkle of feminie charm as the guard is mean. He scowls at her every chance he gets as his heart aches for something he knows he can never have, a sane maid. Every time the lass sees him at the tavern her inner scribe says "see he is young and scrawny, you were the smartest maid in all of stupidville, better to protect your virtuous heart than to have it broken by the his ilk".
The maid moves on, doing her work at the town bank sweatshop and hanging out with the fairy godfather and handmaiden, but in the back of her silly little brain she knows she may have been wrong.
Then comes the day when the beautiful lady finds out she will soon bear a child, the child of the young prince.
A day of shock, she plans her quick marriage to the prince as dreams of happilyeverafter float in her empty skull.
She sends her handmaiden to the tavern with a message for the prince. He come immediately, with a few days delay for work at the tavern is all important, to her side.
She tells him her tale expecting him to express his undying love for her and the unborn babe. But now the seeds she has sown quickly bear fruit and she faces nothing but his scorn.
Weeping she saddles her lovely chestnut mare and rides out into the stormy night. She gallops along the dark moors hoping that a quick fall from the horse will end her horrible plight.
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