Short Story Of The Legend Of Rosewood

“Do you suppose she never found her prince? Maybe she just found someone who needed her, and they lived happily together - like you and Papa?”

I easier my right hand to crust her cheek softly "my heart says yes, but my mind says no. I have learned to think like as a man. Not the boy I was when I met you for the first time. But in my heart I keep locked away for you. For it was, as always, will be yours. My maleficent!" i whispered sweetly as I closed the space between us.

This dear boy heard the smack of her hands, and taken aback did he search the lands. At last our hero found the girl of his dreams, he immediately thought of wedding themes. A large brass bell to sound off to their marriage, kissing within a horse-drawn carriage. This was it, he had to, he was a Prince after all. He was determined to make this beauty his thrall (but not like a subservient dame, because everyone knows that’s totally lame.)

Prince Phillip was confused, hurt, and angry, towards his dad, King Hubert, for not telling him he had an arrangement to marry princess Aurora from a neighboring kingdom. While riding through the woods on his horse, he was greeted by the sound of a lovely girl’s voice. He searched for hours and was starstruck to find a beautiful young lady singing and dancing with some of the native animals. Although it seemed strange at first, the prince did not hesitate to speak to the peasant girl.

“I 've sent my troops to the castle. Word said you would be meeting that prince of yours there.” Grinning like a bobcat as she always did.

“Will, are you a prince?” she asked softly, and in frightened panic. “Please tell true, are you of the gentry?”

The entire kingdom rejoiced when the Queen became pregnant, but she soon fell deathly ill. The knights looked for the magical flower the witch used and found it and brought it back the to the castle, where it was made into a potion and given to the Queen. Miraculously, the Queen recovered and soon gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who had shining golden hair: Rapunzel.

“My name is Mayella, your highness,” I relied shifting in my seat. He looked as though he were contemplating something before a soft grin dawned his features.

“Princess Bubblegum I’m Prince Lollipop and I have come to make you smile,” the prince said as if he knew he could make the princess smile.

“I apologize, Ser, I had I known you would be joining us I would’ve made another crown.” She stated as she sat down.

There once was a king named King Porter Clemings who ruled over the kingdom of Clemington. In the kingdom, there is a little town called Littenburg, which was known for farming and delivering the finest wheat to the kingdom. The king of Clemington, King Porter Clemings, once visited this town to inspect a rather interesting incident. Rumors say that in this town of Littenburg lives a beautiful woman named Fiona Wallace. As expected, being the “gentleman” he is despite having a wife and a daughter of five years, King Porter travels to Littenburg, using inspection of crops as an excuse, and was not disappointed as he starts an affair. And thus, another princess was born.

At the ball, the princess was having the time of her life. She was dancing when someone accidentally bumped into her. Turning to apologize, she saw a handsome young prince standing in front of her. But, unlike what she had

“It’s beautiful,” I gasped. I couldn’t believe my eyes; if I thought I was a princess

Prince Matthew quickly made his way down from his balcony and flew down the castle steps, in the hopes that he could catch the mysterious miss before she disappeared again into the castle. As he rounded the corner, his brown eyes caught side of a blue blur heading towards him. He slowed his pace as he stuck out his hand to lightly grab ahold of her shoulder, and softly curled his fingers around her arm. He could feel her slow down, stop and saw her turn to face him.

Princess Abigale continued to study for her coronation, not noticing her father searching the kingdom far and wide for the future prince. The news came on a beautiful Sunday afternoon, the queen called her daughter to come to the grand hall dressed in her finest attire. Though this was the day she’d been dreading, she still dressed in her best gown and made her way to the grand hall. The entire kingdom watched as the princess met her prince for the first time. He was a boy from a rich family suffering great loss; their eldest son and his rabbit had gone off their boat and drowned, Luke—the prince to be—had been on the boat but couldn`t save his brother. They danced and the princess realized that this arranged marriage might not be