This is the tale of a two young people, The Prince and The Princess. This Princess wasn't kept in a tall tower by her evil stepmother or overbearing father. No, this Princess was loved by both her parents and taught to be chaste and have self esteem...and then was sent to Ye Olde Publik Hiegh Skool. After a long year at Skool, the Princess hadn't made very many friends. She knew some of the peasants from The Country Church, but didn't feel like she was noticed by hardly anyone else. When The Ball was announced, The Princess feared she'd have no one to take her. It was to be her only year at Publik Hiegh Skool, and she wouldn't even go to The Ball. What ever would she do?
The Princess had never been one to chase the boys. She wasn't willing to give her token to just any knight jousting in the courtyard. The few she would have considered gave nary a glance in her direction. She held her head high and waited for a handsome knight to take her hand. No one came. How could she compete with all the other maidens who seemed to lack a certain moral standing. It seemed like all was lost, and that The Ball would come and go and The Princess would sit in her castle room, alone again. She thought that she may as well have been locked in a tower.
Suddenly a thought occurred to The Princess. Perhaps The Prince would to take her to The Ball. The Prince lived out of town, for he had moved on from Ye Olde Publik Hiegh Skool, but would be back in town in time for The Ball. The Princess and The Prince had stayed in contact while he was away, and she considered him a friend. Perhaps he would be willing to escort her. And since he was just a friend, The Princess wouldn't need to lower her standards and actually ask a male out on a date. She proposed the idea to The Prince one evening and much to her excitement he accepted. And not a moment too soon for just the next day a clarinet playing troll asked The Princess to accompany him to The Ball. It's not that he wasn't a nice troll, and he played the clarinet very well, but even if The Princess hadn't had an escort, she likely would have declined. She wasn't THAT desperate. She told the troll that it was none other than The Prince who would be taking her to The Ball. The troll warned The Princess. He told her to beware of The Prince. "How odd," thought The Princess, "poor thing must be awfully jealous to say such a thing about the handsome Prince."
When The Ball finally came, The Prince rode in on his faithful steed, the Trusty Red Jeep, to take The Princess out on her very first real date. Now, the Princess pretended in front of the villagers that she didn't have feelings for The Prince. In the privacy of her own mind this was going to be the first night of the rest of her life.
Getting ready for The Ball |
After The Ball The Prince began showing more interest in The Princess. She was thrilled. He actually liked her! They ended up even working for the same company that summer. Shortly after that they were an official item. Her first boyfriend. She never thought it would have happened. And finally, after so many years of waiting, her first kiss. The Prince had a bad reputation and a troubled home life. His parents were splitting up, but he always was noticeably happier when he was with The Princess. He told her that he was willing to give up his old life of partying with the other knights and maidens of compromised morals to spend all his days with The Princess. This thrilled her to no end. This was going to go down in the history books as the best love story ever. Until three weeks later...
Now by now you're probably thinking "Wait, I thought this was supposed to be about someone called The Frog. What's going on?" Stay tuned to find out what will happen in The Frog: Part Deux.
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I just love a good fairy tale. I've never read one before where I actually KNEW the princess, though, so this adds an additional touch of interest to it.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I feel kinda sorry for the troll.
The music was the perfect addition. You left out the part where the king threatened the prince's life and how, for some reason, we didn't get a decent picture of just you that night (WAH!). You were lovely though.
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Thrumming the desk and waiting patiently for part deux. Even though I know what happens. heh heh
ReplyDeleteAgreeing w/ the SitB (the first part & the PS, anyway) and Robin. :)
ReplyDeleteLove it! Can't wait for part two. :)
ReplyDeleteI love that you thought to add a sound track. Can't wait to read the next chapter. :)
ReplyDeleteCan't wait for the next installment!
ReplyDeleteAbsolutly loving the story (again, and from the Princess' perspective!)... and waiting with 'bated breath for Part Deux!
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