Elynbrigge
Chapter 1 - The pursuit of a story
"Tell me a story, mama!" The small Spanish boy asked his mother.
"But, I do not know any more stories!" His mother replied. A familiar figure appeared next to the boy's mother.
"I know some stories." She was English, and was considered the crazy old bat of the village. "May I tell them?"
"No." The mother said. She wanted the lady to go away.
"Yes." Her son said at the same time. His mother resigned herself to the fact that her son would not stop asking until he got the story.
"Okay. But make it quick. I have things to be doing!" The mother said. The English woman crouched down and started speaking to the boy.
"There once was a fair maiden. She was the prettiest in the land. Her name was Samantha Elynbrigge and she was a Princess. She was beautiful, her hair was down to her knees and was a medium to dark shade of brown. Samantha wore the most elegant dresses, some say that they were sewn with pure gold thread. But, enough about her now.
"Samantha had a sister, older than her by four years. Samantha's sisters name was Deanna Elynbrigge. Deanna hardly saw her sister, Sam, because Dean had been married off to a King in a far off kingdom. This made Sam very upset." As the lady got further and further into the tale, she seemed distant as if she was being transported back into the past.
"Their father, King of Eleican, ordered Sam to be wed to the first King available, of whatever Kingdom." She remembered it vividly, as though it were only yesterday.
"SEND FOR THE FIRST KING! MAKE IT QUICK! SAMANTHA HAS ONLY HER BEAUTY TO LOSE!" The King shouted at everybody in the room, that included Sam, a handful or two of butlers, three maids, and a few 'servants in high places'. Although her father was calling her beautiful, Sam chose to see the other side, he also said that she was not smart, nor useful. He was saying that she had nothing but beauty and therefore it wouldn't be very good if she lost that!