Tiara
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The updated version of this story is available in my portfolio. The link is included below.
There once lived a king and a beautiful queen in a small
village. The couple was very much in love. The villagers adored their love for
one another, and admired their work in the village. From feeding the
underprivileged to welcoming in new residents to the village, the kind and
queen were always the kindest, most generous couple.
The king and queen struggled having kids. It was important
for the king to have a son in order to rule the village in the future, but
there was no son or daughter. On a bright sunny day in the village, the king
was watering his plants in his lavish garden filled with the most beautiful
flowers, and every possible vegetable you could think of. As the king was
thinking of what to order for breakfast this fine morning, his wife came rushing
to him saying he was going to have a child! He dropped his coffee and picked
her up in joy. They danced the day away. He treated her to a lavish dinner in
their palace. She could have not been happier. They slept in peace knowing they
were finally going to have a child.
As the wife was giving birth, she passed away, and the baby
girl survived. Her little angel had bright blue eyes, and golden hair. She
asked her husband to remarry because their daughter would need a mother to
raise her.
The king remarried a beautiful brunette with a beautiful
smile. They soon had two kinds—a boy and a girl. The new mom treated Elizabeth,
the stepdaughter, terribly. She made her clean the whole palace by herself as
her stepbrother and stepsister watched her clean from morning to night.
Elizabeth wasn’t allowed to have any friends or leave the palace. As she was
cleaning one day, she found a note from her mother.
The note said, “Dear Elizabeth, I hope you are all grown by
now. I hope you are happy, and living like the princess you are. My one wish as
I looked into your eyes was for you to have an adventure, fall in love, and do
all things that make you happy.”
As Elizabeth continued to reread her note, she decided she
was going to escape the miserable life her stepmother put her in. One bright an
early morning, she escaped and left with three things—her mother’s note, a
flower from the garden, and water.
As she continued to travel, she ran out of water, and stopped
at a nice coffee shop. Her worn out clothes, pulled back hair, and worn out boots
embarrassed her. She came to the register for some water. The young man handed
her water, and looked at her in awe. It was love at first sight. Elizabeth said
thank you and left.
The man ran after her, and asked her where she was from, and
he soon realized she was a princess. He took her to his house immediately. Gave
his spare clothes to her, and asked her what else she needed, and she asked for
nothing. This was the most anyone has ever done for her.
She stayed at his house for weeks. They cooked, cleaned,
danced, and gardened together. They traveled the world together. They soon fell
in love. Her mother’s one desire came true, and Elizabeth lived a happy life
with the love of her life.
Bibliography: Stith Thompson's Tales of the North American Indians: The True Bride
Author's Note:
The original story was based on a story about a stepmom
treating her stepdaughter badly by making her pick berries that are impossible
to find in the cold. She comes across family as she is looking for berries, and
they give her the power of spitting out gold. She comes back to her stepmom and
has the ability to do this, and the stepmom asks her to go back and find
berries. She then returns to the same place, but this time her power is gone,
and she no longer able to change her old, worn out clothes into nice clothing,
and spit out gold. I put a twist on this story by making it a love story with
somewhat of the same concept—a stepmom mistreating her stepdaughter. I used
love as the symbol of happiness in my own story. I hope you all enjoy reading
my twist on this fairy-tale like story as much as I liked writing it for you.
There may not be any magical powers, but love is a power in itself, and that is
what I am portraying in this story with my main character not really knowing
what love and happiness are. Enjoy!
