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    The Fairy Tale
    The Fairy Tale
    The Fairy Tale
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    The Fairy Tale

    By Mikki Hall

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    Princess Catharsiette's mother had been captured by an evil, jealous witch. Her father, King Farenewal, spent all their riches on trying to find and rescue his beloved wife. Now, about 40 years later, their kingdom has crumbled into poverty yet Princess Catharsiette harbors no ill feelings in her heart. She is beautiful inside and out. A chance meeting with a gifted painter leads to an outreach for help. After meeting Catharsiette, Bartomew, the painter, takes it upon himself to seek out the handsome, brave prince of whom he has heard many captivating tales of heroism and courage. After seeing a portrait of Catharsiette, Prince Amouran agrees to search for her mother in the horrific Death Forest. He takes his men and advances through Death Forest. The deep darkness of the forest holds horrors no one has ever returned to tell about. Some of the Prince's men have fallen victim to the evil that prevails within those blackened trees. Will Prince Amouran find the Queen and save King Farenewal? Or will the evil witch and her five hideous daughters have the final victory?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMikki Hall
    Release dateSep 19, 2024
    ISBN9781310938689
    The Fairy Tale
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    Mikki Hall

    I am a born-again believer in Jesus Christ. I am a single mother of 2 extraordinary children. They're both adults now, though. I adore nature and animals and love doing most anything outside. I've been writing ever since I can remember. I still have the first poem I ever wrote, way back in grade school??? I write poems, lyrics, scripts, short stories and am working on my first full length novel. I am also an actress with some shorts under my belt. You can see those on my Facebook and LinkedIn pages. I love words, written and spoken. They are a necessity, not only in this frail life we've all been given, but also to any dream we aspire to.

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      The Fairy Tale - Mikki Hall

      Prologue

      S eryndor? What t'is it? . . .  Seryndor?! . . .  Seryndor! Halt!

      There was no reply. The queen looked forward whilst a cloudy mist covered her eyes. She kept gliding towards the entryway of the castle. Her feet did not appear to move.

      Seryndor! Hinder thy walk! the king yelled as he ran toward his wife.

      However, Queen Seryndor continued moving through the entryway out into the courtyard, even though the king had seized her, trying to hold her still.

      It must be the work of Graumaevil! (GRAW muh vil) one of the servants hissed.

      Stint thy clappe! Lest ye invoke my fury! The king yelled to the servant.

      Holding tightly to his queen, the king was dragged along behind her. The courtyard guards grabbed hold of the king round his waist to anchor Queen Seryndor to no avail. They all were ferried through the grounds. Before the king could do more to prevent his queen from leaving, she was lifted out of his grasp and carried away by unseen hands through the thick clouds in the sky.

      Chapter 1: The Princess and the Painter

      Once upon a time, a long, long time ago, in a land so very far away, there lived a beautiful princess in an extremely poor kingdom.  She had long, wavy, light brown hair and big, lovely brown eyes.  She was very kind to all of her subjects and helped whomever, whenever and wherever she could.  She was so pure of heart that vicious, wild animals would lay at her feet, content just to be near her.

      Everyone loved her.

      Now, she wasn’t a young princess, nor was she an old princess.  She had not taken a husband as of yet. And of course, there were not any husbandly prospects in her kingdom and, being an impoverished kingdom, it had been next to impossible to convince a neighboring king to allow his son to marry such a destitute princess - no matter how beautiful and kind she was.  There was no dowry to collect and the kingdom was in great need of repair.  Every king who looked for a beneficial alliance with another kingdom knew there was nothing of value to gain by having their son marry this beautiful princess.  There were a couple of princes who were willing (because no King would give their daughter to be their wives), but they were not worthy of the princess’s heart, for they were low on courage, strength and good-heartedness, and high on mead and wine, flattery and boasting.  Therefore, our lovely princess remained unwed.

      Elsewhere in the realm, there was a gifted painter who traveled by foot to many parts of the country, painting portraits to earn a living.  He was a funny little man with timid eyes and a big, bulbous nose.  His thick hair was unkempt and graying. During his travels, he happened upon the poor kingdom.  Not knowing how indigent the kingdom was, he went in search of some work.  He met the beautiful princess by a small stream trickling through the land and was instantly enamored by her beauty and demeanor.  He asked if she would like him to paint her portrait but she told him that she did not have even a pfennig (fennig) to pay him.  The painter, so enraptured by her loveliness, offered to paint her portrait if he could but paint a smaller one to keep for himself, as a sort of showcase piece.  She was delighted and agreed right away.

      While painting the princess’s portrait, the painter struck up a conversation.

      What ‘tis the name of your kingdom, m‘lady? the painter queried.

      ’Tis the kingdom of Erynquaith [AIR-in-quaith], the Princess responded.

      Erynquaith? the painter stated quizzically.  I have heard that name a’fore, but ‘twas not for many a year.  Mother would tell me stories of the King and Queen of Erynquaith when I was but a lad; that they were peaceful and honorable.  And quite powerful.

      The Princess’s face lit up slightly, making her even more beautiful.

      ’Tis true, Painter.  My father and mother were very peaceful and honorable.  They were just in all of their dealings and never mistreated any of their subjects.  Then her countenance fell somewhat.  At least that is what I am told.

      The painter, seeing the great sadness in her eyes, stopped painting for a moment and studied her features.  He wanted to know more but he dared not press the woman.

      After studying the princess for a couple of moments, he resumed his painting.

      Has your kingdom always been so poor? he asked her in gentle tones.

      Oh no! she replied.  We use to have wealth untold; riches beyond compare.

      Perplexed, the painter queried, Truly? What could have possibly happened? Thieves? Cherls of low thewes?

      The princess’s lips turned up into a

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