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Re: More Angels
« Reply #60 on: February 17, 2012, 05:40:57 AM »
Your wish is my command, My Lady.  ;)

'So, how did you sleep?' asked Clothilda when Lucy presented herself at her door the next morning. “Did the ghosts bother you last night?'

Lucy beamed. 'I slept like a log.  Gabriel complained that my snoring kept the household awake and shook the walls to the foundations.  As if I snore.'

'Anyway,' she continued.  'He sounds like a bunch of hogs when he gets going.'

Clothilda once again led her into the pretty lounge room.  She had set out a china tea set and poured the tea carefully into dainty cups. 

The burnt cake from the day before had been served up again only this time Clothilda cut it into slices and slathered each slice with butter.

She picked out a small piece and delicately nibbled at it before pulling a face and setting it down again with a sad sigh.

'Now where was I?'

The prince is about to be married,' prompted Lucy.  'Maleficent thought he would marry her sister.'

'Ah, yes,' mused Clothilda.  'How blind we can sometimes be to our loved one's shortcomings.' 

'Not me,' thought Lucy and blushed as she remembered the 'bunch of hogs' description.

Clothilda took a breath and continued her story.

Kings have their own ideas and marrying his son to a green skinned witch, no matter how becoming she might be, did not enter into Edward's thoughts.  Instead he chose the fair Isolde for his daughter-in-law. 

Isolde was the perfect foil for the golden prince. 



Her skin was of porcelain white and her hair the colour of rich, warm chocolate.  She was bright and charming and laughed at all the King's jokes.



Primrose was devastated.  She fell into a depression that only grew deeper when she heard that the new Princess was with child. 



Her heart-wrenching cries rang into the night, disturbing the light sleepers of the village and reinforcing Hammet's gratitude that he had left the family home.



It was doubtful if the royal family heard. 



Their stone walls were thick and their windows, draped in generous folds of lush velvet, muffled all outside noise that might have disturbed the royal slumbers.

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #61 on: February 17, 2012, 07:38:42 AM »
ahhhhh...I think I can see where this is going now.  ;)
But, the "how" is what I'm waiting for!  ???



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Re: More Angels
« Reply #62 on: February 17, 2012, 08:00:09 AM »
Is Primrose planning something? Can't wait for more. ;D

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #63 on: February 17, 2012, 09:01:18 AM »
Hmm... Isolde's skin is a similar color to Lucy's. Intrigue! I can't wait to find out more!

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #64 on: February 18, 2012, 01:14:10 AM »
You think you know where it is going?  Not even the author knows that.  ;D  (Only kidding, of course I do - maybe)

Clothilda reached to pour them both another cup of tea because story telling was thirsty work.  So was listening, Lucy decided, and happily lifted the fresh cup to her mouth and waited for Clothilda to continue.


Maleficent was at pains to cheer her sad sister.  She concocted treats that melted in the mouth with a burst of flavour and made one think of summer at the seaside. 



She called forth bright butterflies that settled onto your outstretched hands and sung like larks. 



She enchanted the flowers so they dropped petals wherever Primrose wandered so that her every step was taken on a carpet of sweet-smelling blossoms. 



Alas, Primrose ignored these wonders and just sobbed the louder.  Eventually, in her abject misery, she hung her head and words of sorrow tumbled from her lips.

'He promised he would marry me,' she sobbed.  'He called me his sunshine and swore I was more precious to him than the very air that he breathed.  He said he could not live without me and that he would curl up and die if I would not be his.'

She looked up at her sister, her eyes, blue pools of tears.

'But it seems he is managing very well after all. Just the other day I gathered my courage and approached him as he made his way to the river with his fishing rod.  I tugged at his sleeve and, as he turned his attention to me, I threw myself into his arms and begged him to leave that pale, insipid creature and run away with me.  You know what he said?'

Maleficent shook her head but doubted it would be good.

'He said a prince does not tarry with soiled goods.  Soiled goods!  And who made me that way?  He just brushed me aside as if I was of no more value than the mud on his boot.  My heart is broken and my reputation is in shreds.'

Maleficent was angrier than she had ever been in her life.  An angry witch is not a good thing and especially if that witch is bad to start with.  It did not matter that most sensible people would not dare to question Primrose's reputation, at least not publicly.  A witch is a witch after all and even good ones are best left out of village gossip.

If she had been thinking with a cool head, Maleficent might have suspected her sister of using a love potion or charm on the prince.  She should have known her sister well enough for that.  She might even have considered that the prince was not normally so cold hearted.  He was spoilt and selfish but generally not oafish.  However, she could not keep a cool head when the hurt involved her beloved sister. 

So she then did what she always thought she would never do.  She planned revenge on the child.




Lucy gasped. 'Not the baby.' She begged.

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #65 on: February 18, 2012, 03:28:04 AM »
Oh my! What will happen to the baby? Can't wait for more!

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #66 on: February 18, 2012, 08:12:55 AM »
The suspense is killing me! What a well-written story, Figwit. ;D



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Re: More Angels
« Reply #67 on: February 18, 2012, 09:55:26 AM »
gasp! The baby! Noooooo!  :'(
You have my attention! I know nothing! Nothing at all!   :-X

Enough exclamation marks,  ;D What happened to the baby?   :o

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #68 on: February 18, 2012, 05:51:40 PM »
Clothilda's face was grave. 

'I'm afraid so, Lucy.'

It was a simple matter of concocting a tisane for the mother to be. 



Something to soothe that nasty morning sickness. 



Isolde, who suffered badly from nausea, drank it down without another thought.



The pregnancy progressed the way of all healthy pregnancies, even those under the curse of a witch,





and in due course, Isolde went screechingly into labour.

The birth chamber was a busy place as royal births must be witnessed.  Isolde sat in the birthing chair, puffing and panting, her lovely hair stuck to her scalp with sweat and her pretty face screwed up with pain and effort. 

Her mother-in-law sat reading a book, glancing up now and then to see if any progress was being made but mostly staying out of the way of the various birth attendants and witnesses who fluttered about tripping over each other's feet. 

Just outside the door, lurked the King and his son waiting for the triumphant moment when the new child would be brought forth.

Isolde gave one last push and the baby was deftly caught by the midwife.

'Oooh.' said the midwife, on first glance at the baby.

'Oooh,' said the Queen, closing her book with a snap, startling the various witnesses and attendants as they gazed at the baby with their jaws hanging open.



'Oooh,' said the exhausted princess and promptly fainted.


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Re: More Angels
« Reply #69 on: February 18, 2012, 06:14:57 PM »
Uh oh. I have my suspicions, though probably wrong. Be interesting if I was right though, Lol.  :)
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Re: More Angels
« Reply #70 on: February 18, 2012, 06:28:33 PM »
What?
What?
What?
Don't keep us in suspense!
What is wrong with the baby?
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Re: More Angels
« Reply #71 on: February 18, 2012, 06:59:37 PM »
Wow, amazing! I think your writing just keeps getting better. I LOVED this chapter! Poor baby. He or she doesn't deserve a curse!

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #72 on: February 18, 2012, 07:04:21 PM »
The suspense is killing me, but I love it. :)
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Re: More Angels
« Reply #73 on: February 19, 2012, 04:14:49 PM »
Thanks for your comments.  I get such a kick out of reading them.  ;D

Isolde awoke several seconds later to find all eyes on her.  Some had a suspicious gleam but most were merely puzzled.

Most puzzled of all was Prince Nicolas.  He and his father, intrigued by the sudden silence following the rather noisy birth, had ventured into the room.

'It's green,' remarked Prince Nicolas at last, peering closely at the child. 'We can't have a green prince can we father?'

'She is actually a princess,' corrected the midwife quietly, wrapping the baby in the royal bunny rug but unsure if she should place her in the royal crib.



'Prince or Princess,' pouted the Prince 'We can't have a green one.'

'No indeed,' thundered the King, his face purple with rage. 'What is the meaning of this?'



'Maleficent' wailed Isolde remembering the tisane she had drunk.

'Bring the witch to me,' the King's voice was icy now.



And so Maleficent was summoned before the King, tried and pronounced guilty.

'You are to take yourself from my Kingdom,' roared the King, 'and not return as long as this Kingdom shall survive.  To keep you company, the child; the abomination of your creation.'

The King thrust the small green mite into Maleficent's arms despite the tears and pleas from Isolde.

'Hush, woman,' he snarled. 'You are a strong, healthy girl and capable of producing many more children who I trust will be of a more acceptable hue.'



'That is so cruel,' Lucy felt her throat constrict in pity for the tiny princess shunned by her grandfather and ripped from her mother's arms.

'It was indeed,' agreed Clothilda, 'But such is the power of princes and more is the pity that someone did not speak sense before it was too late.'

Clothilda paused and poked at the fire burning in the hearth.

'So?' Lucy prompted when the silence lengthened and Clothilda seemed disinclined to continue.

'Where did they go.  Did they come here?'

Clothilda did not answer though she smiled and inclined her head slightly. 

'Tomorrow, Lucy.  I will continue my story tomorrow for it involves a curse and these things are best spoken of in the morning light rather than the chill of the evening.'

Lucy pondered the story on her way home that night.  A whole town that came into being because of one tiny green princess.  No wonder it was an odd place. 

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Re: More Angels
« Reply #74 on: February 19, 2012, 06:22:36 PM »
Awesome update! Poor Isolde, the king and prince is so mean. Can't wait for next update. :)