There once was a King and his Queen. They were sad, because they couldn’t bear children, and without an heir to the throne, they feared that their kingdom would fall into ruins when they were gone.
One day an old Witch passed through the kingdom. She heard talk of the King’s troubles and visited him. The King and Queen explained their sorrows and asked the Witch for help. The Witch thought about it, and decided to help the poor King and Queen. But before she used her magick, she gave the King and Queen a word of caution:
“After I finish my spell, the Queen must not eat for three days.”
The King and Queen understood and promised not to let anythin but water pass the Queen’s lips. The Witch cast her spell and promised to come back in three days to check up on them.
Three days later, the Witch came to the castle as promised and found the Queen terribly ill. She asked if the Queen had had anything to eat the past three days and the King said.
“I’m sorry, she was starving. I couldn’t bear to look at it, so I gave her some of my frog’s legs off my dinner plate. This is all my fault.”
The Witch was relieved that the food hadn’t yet killed her so that she may yet save her life. She cast a spell on the Queen and immediately the colour returned. The Witch explained that since the Queen had eaten, she could not say what effect it may have had on the spell she cast to bring them a child. They would have to wait and see.
Fortunately, the spell still worked and nine months later it was announced that the Queen had given birth to a healthy baby boy. Fearing for the effects the spell may have had, the Witch visited the castle once more and requested to examine the new Prince.
The King and Queen, trusting of their old friend, gave permission and thus the Witch began. Poking ghe young Prince on the firehead and tummy, muttering foreign words to herself, and drawing strange patterns around the Prince’s crib. Finally, she stood up and said:
“The spell has backfired and has cursed the poor Prince. Should he ever recieve a kiss from a beautiful Princess, he will be transformed into a frog.”
The King and Queen were saddened by the news, but agreed that it could be avoided.
From that day on, the only Princesses allowed near the Prince, had to be approved by the King and Queen. They only chose the most hideous looking women, to accompany the young Prince through his life. The Prince did not seem to mind this.
As the Prince neared his 18th birthday, the King and Queen found theselves relieved at the news that the Prince had fallen in love with, and intended to marry, the most vile looking girl they had ever seen. They gave their blessing on the spot.
As the wedding day came ‘round, The King and Queen had arranged the most extravagant wedding, with food for over 1000 people. The Witch had even been invited and had cast spells to keep the sky cloud-free, and the grass green and filled with flowers.
The ceremony was beautiful, and the Prince beamed as he slid the ring onto his bride. The priest said at last:
“You may now kiss the bride.”
And the prince lifted the veil to reveal his bride. A small murmur went through the church at the reveal of the ugly girl, but the Prince didn’t care. He kissed his Princess as any maan in love would. Suddenly a cloud of smoke erupted, fillin the church, and when it cleared it was revealed that the Prince had been turned into a frog.
Frightened and surprised guests started talking and yelling in confusion, and the King yelled:
He remembered the Witch was at the ceremony and called her up to him.
“What happened, Witch? You said only a beautiful Princess would do this, did you misread the signs?”
The Witch held up a hand to silence him, and the King stopped talking. She then pointed to the Frog-Prince. The King looked and saw his Frog-Son with tears in his eyes.
Said the Frog-Prince. The King understood and his eyes fell dark. The Princess took her Frog-husband in her hands, and The King took his Queens hand, and together, all four of them walked silently back to the castle.
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