Okay, I admit it's been months since I've updated and I don't have any good
excuse for not updating immediately after A.P. Exams other than a complete
lack of creative energy (or any energy for that matter.) I have made some
sacrifice by writing the word atom several times after I had promised
myself I wouldn't think about anything related to chemistry for months. On
the bright side, I've finally come to the grand finale. I hope you enjoy it
(and review it). Of course, the location and some of the characters belong
to Tamora Pierce; the plot is very loosely based on a fairy tale; and the
rest comes from me.
A historic event happened at Kadar's afternoon meeting with his advisors. They came to an agreement in the record time of eleven minutes and forty six and a half seconds. The councilors were eager to test Kameko's abilities further, and Kadar was so confident in her abilities that he agreed to have a small emerald tucked under her mattress.
"Your servants are very careless thieves," Princess Kameko told Kadar as he joined her at breakfast the next morning. "They steal precious gems and then drop them while they are making beds."
Kadar shrugged awkwardly. "Finders keepers," he mumbled. And then he asked her if she was ready for a walk in the garden.
Smiling, she laid her napkin down and rose in a graceful moment. "Perhaps, I will find some amethysts scattered upon the path," she teased.
They found no amethysts, but Kadar picked a number of lilacs for her. She tucked them carefully into her dark, gleaming braid and she smelled of the garden for the rest of the day.
At one point she paused on the path and stood stock still, gesturing to Kadar to do the same. After a moment of silence she whispered, "Hachel's coming, he has the hiccups, shall we hind behind the bush and surprise him." Her eyes twinkled mischievously.
Kadar grinned devilishly in response. They both darted behind the bush and stood, shaking with the effort of suppressing their giggles. After a few seconds, Kadar heard Hachel's footsteps on the path and then, a resounding "iicc".
"We are noble friends to attempt to cure him of such disgraceful hiccups," he told Kameko.
"We are indeed," she whispered back.
Hachel rounded the bend and let out another hiccup. Kameko gave a scream like a banshee. Hachel yelped and turned around in a circle. Kadar jumped out from behind the bush and grabbed him from behind. Hachel swooned.
"Probably week from missing breakfast," Kadar remarked.
Kameko nodded. "It's too bad I have a strong constitution and don't need smelling salts, otherwise I might have some to lend him."
"Oh, I don't think that we'll need smelling salts," said Kadar. He was grinning delightedly and eyeing a small fountain a little ways off.
Five minutes later Hachel was very wet, very awake, and very interested in the chances he would have at humiliating Kadar while he was best man at the wedding.
"You needed a washing," Kameko told him. "You smelled terrible. And we've cured your hiccups at the same time."
That afternoon, Hachel urged Kadar's advisors to up the ante and put something really tiny under Kameko's mattress. They decided to sprinkle gold dust under her mattress.
Kadar was anxious to greet her at breakfast the next morning. He didn't dare to hope that she had found the gold dust. He sat down at the table with a lump in his throat. He stared at her expectantly for a moment, but she didn't produce a handful of gold dust. Kameko seemed perfectly composed; she speared a slice of melon with her fork and bit into it. Kadar took a bite of bread; it went dry in his mouth.
"H-How did you sleep last night?" Kadar asked after he finally managed to swallow.
"Well," she answered, a little puzzled, "I slept just fine, but one of your servants must have been up all night with a guilty sour stomach." She smiled and took a sip of juice before continuing. "The bottom of my mattress was coated in gold dust.
The maid had forgotten to open the windows in the council room and tempers erupted violently. Kadar and some of the younger—younger being a relative term—councilors argued that Princess Kameko's sensitivity was superior to that of other princesses and there was no need to split an atom and put a subatomic particle beneath her mattress to prove it. The older (and more arthritic and conservative) councilors felt that she must detect a subatomic particle before Kadar could marry her.
Inevitably, someone made the mistake of praying for a solution and the Graveyard Hag came down for a visit. Luckily for Kadar, most of the older councilors fainted from shock and those that managed to stay conscious were too cowed to argue.
"You really don't want me to split an atom," the Hag snarled. "It's a messy process and there can be"—she paused a moment before articulating the next two words carefully—"unpleasant consequences." The advisors swallowed; some of them remembered that their mothers had used those exact same words before privileges were taken away. "I suggest that Kadar should propose to Princess Kameko before she gets tired of having everyone asking her how she slept and leaves."
The councilors all immediately voted to have Kadar propose right away.
'Very good," the Hag told them, "you're learning." And she swept out the door.
Kadar followed her. "Thank you," he muttered.
"You don't actually think that I'm capable of splitting an atom do you. I mean you're human but I didn't think you were stupid. There are rules even I have to obey."
She disappeared with a popping sound and Kadar tore the sheepish grin off his face and ran to find Kameko.
Sign that you are a bookworm: If you go on a road trip this summer, the books you pack will weigh more than your clothing( hiking boots included). Another indication is an excessively long summer reading list (not generated by your school.)
Thank you for reading and please review!
P.S. Hachel's bachelor party was a great success. He only tripped Kadar once at the wedding.
P.P.S. Hachel was made the godfather of Kadar and Kameko's daughter, a very mischievous little girl name Katrina—Kat for short.
A historic event happened at Kadar's afternoon meeting with his advisors. They came to an agreement in the record time of eleven minutes and forty six and a half seconds. The councilors were eager to test Kameko's abilities further, and Kadar was so confident in her abilities that he agreed to have a small emerald tucked under her mattress.
"Your servants are very careless thieves," Princess Kameko told Kadar as he joined her at breakfast the next morning. "They steal precious gems and then drop them while they are making beds."
Kadar shrugged awkwardly. "Finders keepers," he mumbled. And then he asked her if she was ready for a walk in the garden.
Smiling, she laid her napkin down and rose in a graceful moment. "Perhaps, I will find some amethysts scattered upon the path," she teased.
They found no amethysts, but Kadar picked a number of lilacs for her. She tucked them carefully into her dark, gleaming braid and she smelled of the garden for the rest of the day.
At one point she paused on the path and stood stock still, gesturing to Kadar to do the same. After a moment of silence she whispered, "Hachel's coming, he has the hiccups, shall we hind behind the bush and surprise him." Her eyes twinkled mischievously.
Kadar grinned devilishly in response. They both darted behind the bush and stood, shaking with the effort of suppressing their giggles. After a few seconds, Kadar heard Hachel's footsteps on the path and then, a resounding "iicc".
"We are noble friends to attempt to cure him of such disgraceful hiccups," he told Kameko.
"We are indeed," she whispered back.
Hachel rounded the bend and let out another hiccup. Kameko gave a scream like a banshee. Hachel yelped and turned around in a circle. Kadar jumped out from behind the bush and grabbed him from behind. Hachel swooned.
"Probably week from missing breakfast," Kadar remarked.
Kameko nodded. "It's too bad I have a strong constitution and don't need smelling salts, otherwise I might have some to lend him."
"Oh, I don't think that we'll need smelling salts," said Kadar. He was grinning delightedly and eyeing a small fountain a little ways off.
Five minutes later Hachel was very wet, very awake, and very interested in the chances he would have at humiliating Kadar while he was best man at the wedding.
"You needed a washing," Kameko told him. "You smelled terrible. And we've cured your hiccups at the same time."
That afternoon, Hachel urged Kadar's advisors to up the ante and put something really tiny under Kameko's mattress. They decided to sprinkle gold dust under her mattress.
Kadar was anxious to greet her at breakfast the next morning. He didn't dare to hope that she had found the gold dust. He sat down at the table with a lump in his throat. He stared at her expectantly for a moment, but she didn't produce a handful of gold dust. Kameko seemed perfectly composed; she speared a slice of melon with her fork and bit into it. Kadar took a bite of bread; it went dry in his mouth.
"H-How did you sleep last night?" Kadar asked after he finally managed to swallow.
"Well," she answered, a little puzzled, "I slept just fine, but one of your servants must have been up all night with a guilty sour stomach." She smiled and took a sip of juice before continuing. "The bottom of my mattress was coated in gold dust.
The maid had forgotten to open the windows in the council room and tempers erupted violently. Kadar and some of the younger—younger being a relative term—councilors argued that Princess Kameko's sensitivity was superior to that of other princesses and there was no need to split an atom and put a subatomic particle beneath her mattress to prove it. The older (and more arthritic and conservative) councilors felt that she must detect a subatomic particle before Kadar could marry her.
Inevitably, someone made the mistake of praying for a solution and the Graveyard Hag came down for a visit. Luckily for Kadar, most of the older councilors fainted from shock and those that managed to stay conscious were too cowed to argue.
"You really don't want me to split an atom," the Hag snarled. "It's a messy process and there can be"—she paused a moment before articulating the next two words carefully—"unpleasant consequences." The advisors swallowed; some of them remembered that their mothers had used those exact same words before privileges were taken away. "I suggest that Kadar should propose to Princess Kameko before she gets tired of having everyone asking her how she slept and leaves."
The councilors all immediately voted to have Kadar propose right away.
'Very good," the Hag told them, "you're learning." And she swept out the door.
Kadar followed her. "Thank you," he muttered.
"You don't actually think that I'm capable of splitting an atom do you. I mean you're human but I didn't think you were stupid. There are rules even I have to obey."
She disappeared with a popping sound and Kadar tore the sheepish grin off his face and ran to find Kameko.
Sign that you are a bookworm: If you go on a road trip this summer, the books you pack will weigh more than your clothing( hiking boots included). Another indication is an excessively long summer reading list (not generated by your school.)
Thank you for reading and please review!
P.S. Hachel's bachelor party was a great success. He only tripped Kadar once at the wedding.
P.P.S. Hachel was made the godfather of Kadar and Kameko's daughter, a very mischievous little girl name Katrina—Kat for short.