Two Princesses (Part III)
Over time, the Princess of Beaconsfield realized that the Dark Knight required more from her than she wanted to give, so she began to pull away. The Dark Knight was a master of deception and time after time the good-hearted princess was lured back into his chilling embrace. She was no match for his manipulation. One by one, he formed alliances with her peers which made resistance all the more difficult. Stifling her belief that something better awaited her, the princess became a willing prisoner.
Meanwhile, the Princess of Candleberry also began to test the waters of Love. Although her quest was more focused, it was not more successful. The fair-haired princess was consumed with the search for her prince. She was not interested in wasting time whiling away the hours with the young lords in her kingdom if they were not with whom she would come to share reign. In her headstrong way, the princess was also not content to wait for her prince to discover her. No, in her all-powerful belief, she would will him to appear! She was even briefly courted by the Prince of Beaconsfield, but it was quickly realized that an alliance of the two kingdoms was not in the stars. So, she continued her quest. Alas, each frog she kissed remained just that- a big, ugly, smelly frog! So, she continued to pine away for the love that hopefully would someday come her way.
One moonlit evening, the Princess of Beaconsfield was awakened from her imprisoned slumber by a sage who knew of a far off land where she could flee the Dark Knight and her kingdom. Long stifled beliefs and dreams stirred in her heart as she considered the sage’s offer. It came that the Sacred Stone called her name through the fog and guided her to a kingdom she knew not. She was compelled to obey.
The Princess of Beaconsfield journeyed to the land of ancient royalty with a jester for her companion. Upon arrival, she met many lords and ladies who were also servants of the Stone. They were lead in their service by a wizard knowledgeable in the ways of the Stone. But, it was an impish yet contemplative young lord that attracted the raven-haired princess’s attention. She was entertained by his charm and compelled by his thoughts. Despite the courage to flee the Dark Knight, the princess encountered a different darkness in this foreign land. She was not like the other lords and ladies with whom she now shared a home and purpose. Her natural introversion and reserved demeanor soon became cause to be shunned and distrusted reminiscent of her earliest experiences in her own kingdom. Even her companion, the Jester, seemed to turn away in suite with the others. The princess found comfort from the intriguing young lord whom she discovered was actually Prince Stockton. The Prince and Princess fell deeply in love. The Princess of Beaconsfield could now dream of her happy ending on the crest of the new day. However, the Wizard and the Jester cast a spell to keep the Sun from rising on the next day.
To be continued…
Meanwhile, the Princess of Candleberry also began to test the waters of Love. Although her quest was more focused, it was not more successful. The fair-haired princess was consumed with the search for her prince. She was not interested in wasting time whiling away the hours with the young lords in her kingdom if they were not with whom she would come to share reign. In her headstrong way, the princess was also not content to wait for her prince to discover her. No, in her all-powerful belief, she would will him to appear! She was even briefly courted by the Prince of Beaconsfield, but it was quickly realized that an alliance of the two kingdoms was not in the stars. So, she continued her quest. Alas, each frog she kissed remained just that- a big, ugly, smelly frog! So, she continued to pine away for the love that hopefully would someday come her way.
One moonlit evening, the Princess of Beaconsfield was awakened from her imprisoned slumber by a sage who knew of a far off land where she could flee the Dark Knight and her kingdom. Long stifled beliefs and dreams stirred in her heart as she considered the sage’s offer. It came that the Sacred Stone called her name through the fog and guided her to a kingdom she knew not. She was compelled to obey.
The Princess of Beaconsfield journeyed to the land of ancient royalty with a jester for her companion. Upon arrival, she met many lords and ladies who were also servants of the Stone. They were lead in their service by a wizard knowledgeable in the ways of the Stone. But, it was an impish yet contemplative young lord that attracted the raven-haired princess’s attention. She was entertained by his charm and compelled by his thoughts. Despite the courage to flee the Dark Knight, the princess encountered a different darkness in this foreign land. She was not like the other lords and ladies with whom she now shared a home and purpose. Her natural introversion and reserved demeanor soon became cause to be shunned and distrusted reminiscent of her earliest experiences in her own kingdom. Even her companion, the Jester, seemed to turn away in suite with the others. The princess found comfort from the intriguing young lord whom she discovered was actually Prince Stockton. The Prince and Princess fell deeply in love. The Princess of Beaconsfield could now dream of her happy ending on the crest of the new day. However, the Wizard and the Jester cast a spell to keep the Sun from rising on the next day.
To be continued…
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