Hey all you dedicated reviewers,
I just wanted to thank all of you guys; you've been great so far. I also
want to apologize for taking so long in getting this next chapter up. I'm
back in school now though, (yuck!), so we'll have to see. Enjoy, 'cause I
love you all.
Chapter 4: In which we meet the princess
We leave Rapunzel, for a while we go to a castle still in use. Here we shall find the royal family, King Sebastian, Queen Aurora, and of course Princess Fredrica Rose. Frederica Rose was raised with all the privileges and splendors of a rich family. On her parents' insistence she took lessons in embroidering, dancing, singing and many other boring things a proper young princess should know. Unfortunately Rose was a big disappointment to her parents, she hated the princess lessons and skipped out on them when she could. When she was four she got a couple of the local boys to teach how to wrestle and climb trees, but when her parents found out two years later they put a stop to it and begged her to behave. At age seven she got one of the stable boys to teach how to ride her horse astride, until her parents discovered that and put an end to it always. The same thing happened when she bullied the Royal Cook into teaching her how to cook, when the Head Librarian taught her Latin and Greek, when the Sword Master taught her how to fence, and the list went on and on. Frederica Rose would bully someone into giving her lessons that weren't dignified for a princess, and when her parents found out they'd put a stop to it, only to have Rose find yet another inappropriate subject to study. We enter on her latest venture that her parents have discovered: archery.
"Frederica, we've told you time and time again that your, how do you phrase it, 'extra curricular activities to broaden your perspective of the world', I believe, just aren't appropriate for a princess of your stature!", said her father in exasperation, "When will you stop your exploits and start looking at the potential Princes of the surrounding countries?"
Frederica just sighed.
"Please Frederica, we only want what's best for you", pleaded her mother, "If not for us, then do it for yourself; don't you want to be married one day and be queen?"
Frederica just sighed again.
"Well if not for you, then for our country. Do you really want to have it go to your cousin Isabelle?", asked her mother, "Surely you don't want it to go to her, you've never even liked her."
Frederica just sighed and clenched her teeth together.
"What's wrong with your princess lessons?", asked her father, "Do you think you could handle more? We could add poetry or calligraphy if you want. Is there a subject we could replace for you? I'm more then willing to switch out, which is the one you hate the most? I think it's lineage history, if you'll attend your lessons I could replace it with sketching."
Frederica just sighed once again, trying to keep her temper in check.
"Frederica Rose, how dare you treat us with such impudence", scolded her mother, "We do our best to raise you in a manner befitting a princess of your stature, and what do you do, you spit it right back in our faces!"
Frederica refrained from sighing. She knew at this point that anything she did would only have her father joining in and adding his two sense into the lecture, not that he wouldn't begin his own when her mother was done. She had learned when they got to this point just to let them go until they ran out of steam, then she could leave and go out riding.
"I think it's come down to the worse", sighed Queen Aurora, "I don't see any other choice for you if you are going to be able to rule this country one day. It looks like we are going to have to send you to the Goodheart Abbey."
Frederica awoke from her reverie.
"What did you say?", asked Frederica in disbelief. "I said your father and I have come to the decision to send you to the Goodheart Abbey until you're one and twenty", repeated her mother.
"And what if I refuse to go, or I lock myself in my room", challenged Frederica looking from her mother to her father, "or if I decide to leave and live in the village? How can you do this to me? I'd sooner kill myself, then submit to a life of boredom."
"Please Frederica, darling", her father continued, "we do this in your best interest. If you don't learn to settle down soon, you'll never have the patience to rule this great country of ours."
"Maybe I don't want to rule, did you ever think of that?", Frederica argued, "that's it, I can't deal with you two any more."
Frederica stormed out of throne room and into the courtyard, ignoring the call of her parents. She strode to the castle barn, angry saddled her favorite horse, Shadow, and then rode out of the barn as fast as she could.
And now a word from our author.
My Favorite Quote, (this week at least)
Your body cannot heal without play.
Your mind cannot heal without laughter.
Your soul cannot heal without joy.
- C. R. Fenwick
Chapter 4: In which we meet the princess
We leave Rapunzel, for a while we go to a castle still in use. Here we shall find the royal family, King Sebastian, Queen Aurora, and of course Princess Fredrica Rose. Frederica Rose was raised with all the privileges and splendors of a rich family. On her parents' insistence she took lessons in embroidering, dancing, singing and many other boring things a proper young princess should know. Unfortunately Rose was a big disappointment to her parents, she hated the princess lessons and skipped out on them when she could. When she was four she got a couple of the local boys to teach how to wrestle and climb trees, but when her parents found out two years later they put a stop to it and begged her to behave. At age seven she got one of the stable boys to teach how to ride her horse astride, until her parents discovered that and put an end to it always. The same thing happened when she bullied the Royal Cook into teaching her how to cook, when the Head Librarian taught her Latin and Greek, when the Sword Master taught her how to fence, and the list went on and on. Frederica Rose would bully someone into giving her lessons that weren't dignified for a princess, and when her parents found out they'd put a stop to it, only to have Rose find yet another inappropriate subject to study. We enter on her latest venture that her parents have discovered: archery.
"Frederica, we've told you time and time again that your, how do you phrase it, 'extra curricular activities to broaden your perspective of the world', I believe, just aren't appropriate for a princess of your stature!", said her father in exasperation, "When will you stop your exploits and start looking at the potential Princes of the surrounding countries?"
Frederica just sighed.
"Please Frederica, we only want what's best for you", pleaded her mother, "If not for us, then do it for yourself; don't you want to be married one day and be queen?"
Frederica just sighed again.
"Well if not for you, then for our country. Do you really want to have it go to your cousin Isabelle?", asked her mother, "Surely you don't want it to go to her, you've never even liked her."
Frederica just sighed and clenched her teeth together.
"What's wrong with your princess lessons?", asked her father, "Do you think you could handle more? We could add poetry or calligraphy if you want. Is there a subject we could replace for you? I'm more then willing to switch out, which is the one you hate the most? I think it's lineage history, if you'll attend your lessons I could replace it with sketching."
Frederica just sighed once again, trying to keep her temper in check.
"Frederica Rose, how dare you treat us with such impudence", scolded her mother, "We do our best to raise you in a manner befitting a princess of your stature, and what do you do, you spit it right back in our faces!"
Frederica refrained from sighing. She knew at this point that anything she did would only have her father joining in and adding his two sense into the lecture, not that he wouldn't begin his own when her mother was done. She had learned when they got to this point just to let them go until they ran out of steam, then she could leave and go out riding.
"I think it's come down to the worse", sighed Queen Aurora, "I don't see any other choice for you if you are going to be able to rule this country one day. It looks like we are going to have to send you to the Goodheart Abbey."
Frederica awoke from her reverie.
"What did you say?", asked Frederica in disbelief. "I said your father and I have come to the decision to send you to the Goodheart Abbey until you're one and twenty", repeated her mother.
"And what if I refuse to go, or I lock myself in my room", challenged Frederica looking from her mother to her father, "or if I decide to leave and live in the village? How can you do this to me? I'd sooner kill myself, then submit to a life of boredom."
"Please Frederica, darling", her father continued, "we do this in your best interest. If you don't learn to settle down soon, you'll never have the patience to rule this great country of ours."
"Maybe I don't want to rule, did you ever think of that?", Frederica argued, "that's it, I can't deal with you two any more."
Frederica stormed out of throne room and into the courtyard, ignoring the call of her parents. She strode to the castle barn, angry saddled her favorite horse, Shadow, and then rode out of the barn as fast as she could.
And now a word from our author.
My Favorite Quote, (this week at least)
Your body cannot heal without play.
Your mind cannot heal without laughter.
Your soul cannot heal without joy.
- C. R. Fenwick