A Happy Storyby Angie

12 Jun 2008
9:06 am

Once upon a time, beyond the stormy mountains but this side of tomorrow, there lived a king and queen with five lovely daughters. All five grew up into beautiful ladies; when our story begins, two were already wed to handsome princes. Four of the five princesses lived within a day’s ride of their parents palace, but the second princess and her husband made their home far, far away, on the boarders of the great sea.

A great celebration was soon to take place, to honor the queen’s birthday (who, due to a fairy gift, only looked younger and more beautiful every year), but the youngest and loveliest princess noticed that her queen mother seemed very sad. This was because a dragon had attacked the kingdom of her second daughter several weeks before and, though the prince had defeated the dragon, the queen wished desperately to visit her daughter and help with repairing and restoring the kingdom.

The youngest princess had a magic mirror that could speak to another mirror at her sister princess’s castle. She called and told her sister that she wanted to use her magic to send their queen mother to the kingdom on the shores of the great sea to visit. What a wonderful surprise! The arrangements were soon made: The queen would be traveling in a great coach pulled by magical winged rabbits, who could fly the great distance in an hour. They would land in a forest of oak trees, where all such magical transportation landed: it was called the Oakland Hare-port.

Well, the great day of conveyance arrived and the queen kissed her husband, the king, and began her journey. The second princess and her handsome prince also set out from their castle in a carriage to meet the queen and bring her home from the hare-port. While the magnificent horses jogged along, the carriage passed the hovel of an evil, iron-nosed witch. This witch had been glad when the dragon attacked the kingdom because she hated the prince and princess. When the prince had defeated the dragon, the witch was disappointed, but at midnight she had sneaked to the dragon’s body and magically stolen his power to breathe fire, which spark was still alive, deep inside.

When the iron-nosed witch saw the royal carriage passing by, she grabbed her broomstick and rushed outside, mounted, and began to fly alongside. She made herself invisible to the prince and princess and planned to breathe hot fire on their horses so the steeds would overheat and fall down dead. That way, the royal couple would never reach their queen mother! The prince, however, was very wise and a good horseman. As the invisible witch began to breathe out her fire, the prince saw the horses shiver and begin to sweat. With her next big breath, he notice their wild eyes and tossing manes. As the witch prepared to take her largest and hottest breath of all, the prince suddenly steered the horses off the road and pulled the carriage to a stop, so he could tend to them and find out what was wrong. The witch, meantime, could not stop her broom very quickly and was so angry that she didn’t notice where she was going. She flew right into a sign-post and burst into a million pieces. The fire-breathing magic burst out of her as well, and landed in a little red brick oven in a village in the oak forest.

The wise prince and his princess waited for half an hour to let the horses cool down and rest, and brought them water from a magic well nearby to drink and be refreshed. Then they resumed their journey and arrived just in time to meet the beautiful queen at the hare-port, who hadn’t had to wait very long at all.   A great feast was held in the oak forest, where they ate pizza cooked in the red brick oven.  Finally, the royal family returned to their castle and there they are all living still, happily ever after.

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  1. emi-jo
    9:58 AM on June 12th, 2008

    What a magical tale of joy and adventure!! :D I do greatly LOVE IT!! :D
    O royal sister, mine! what a magnificent and glorious story-teller thou art!
    How i do love thee! :D how greatful i am that our mother-Reagent didst arrive in safety and that thine King of Wisdom didst protect thee in all things! :D
    (what a glroriously amazing and noble family we art! ;) lol)

  2. Jim
    2:34 PM on June 12th, 2008

    Great post, Ang. You are very kind to paint the prince in such a favorable light, although, perhaps you should have mentioned that the prince nearly lost his temper and was very displeased with those horses who had been acting stubborn and temperamental of late. Thoughts of selling the horses to purchase new ones certainly crossed his mind. The horses were quite old, mind you.

  3. Momma Hoffman
    6:27 PM on June 12th, 2008

    My dear prince and princess, it seems only obvious to me, having also experienced the temperamental nature of those horses of yours, that their only problem is a horrible fear of that hare-port. They behave perfectly well except for when called upon to travel to that very destination. Perhaps they are uncontrollably jealous of those flying hares. Perhaps they do not like sharing the attention that you lavish on them with any visitors from foreign ports. Perhaps the journey through the oaken forest where the path is crowded over with other carriages often traveling at faster and more dangerous speeds than they are is too frightening for them. Whatever the cause, they seem to get all worked up about it. Perhaps they need some time with Merlin or Gandalf for mental and emotional retraining. I do think they are basically fun horses, and perhaps you can give them another chance…

  4. Justin
    8:14 PM on June 12th, 2008

    Your local horse whisperer, Justin, agrees with the Prince. Time for the horses to shape up, or ship out!! You see horses are interesting creatures. At times you can get very old horses who pull more than their fair share of weight and only require a good grooming occasionally and three square meals each day. These horses seem to posses magical powers capable of countering the witches bad heat breath. They can do this even at extremely old age. They posses a “never-die” attitude.

    There are also horses however, who like to eat lemons. It is a mystery among horse whisperers why this is but they simply turn sour and don’t want to pull. These horses have no capacity of counter attack and they should be sold immediately.

    Lastly there are horses who seem to be full of energy, pull well in their prime, and can counterattack early in life, but later in life these horses do not posses the magical abilities of the first kind, nor do they love lemons. These are the most difficult horses to live with. No horse whisperer can accurately predict when these horses will lose their skills and abilities but it inevitably happens. The owner and horse whisperer can do all in their power to coerce it back to its youthful state, but alas the “Check Horse Morale” indicator will inevitably come on for various reasons.

    This makes it a huge gamble for the royal family. New horses are very expensive and the possibility of a lemon will always exist. No horse whisperer can accurately predict whether a new horse will posses the magical powers mentioned above. Buying a used horse means that each trip to the Hare-port is a risk that the horse will lose its strength right in the middle of the trip.

    This horse whisperer recommends trying to find an older horse that has been meticulously cared for and has a good chance of possessing magical abilities. These kinds of horses, although not perfectly predictable, have a higher rate of return and seem to last forever.

  5. Andre
    9:01 AM on June 13th, 2008

    Angie, what a tale! I think you should go into writing children’s books – and you could have Emily do the artwork for them.

  6. Julie Sanders
    8:22 AM on June 17th, 2008

    I love this story. My boys were both on the edge of their of their seat listening to it. You should start writing children’s books. I already have two little fans for your fan club at my house. They especially love anything with a prince and princess in it.
    Love, Julie

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