Brittany Blue, lady-in-waiting to Princess Peawhit, had had enough of the young royal’s never-ending demands to complete The Bright Scholarly Wizard Andrew’s “History, Myth and Legends of All The World” homework for her. And now, the princess had also decided that she no longer had any need to engage in her embroidery, tapestry, and musical lessons (all of which PP had no talent…whatsoever), and stated, examining her crumbly, fungus-infested fingernails, that “When I am married, I won’t have to do any of that for myself, so why bother?”
Andrew, aware of Brittiany’s frustration — not to mention all her hard and delightfully scholarly accomplishments – had been looking for an apprentice as fervently as Brittany had been looking for an escape.
With a quick word to the willing Lady Blue, he whispered in the king’s ear that it might be time to host a knightly tournament in order to marry off his darling daughter Peawhit, at which the king turned in surprise, loudly exclaiming “But my daughter lacks both wit and beauty, my treasury is nearly bare, no one seems to really like her, and…and it would take a miracle to scare up any rivals to compete for her hand!”
“I’ve got an App for that, and an able assistant to organize the tournament and weave the necessary spells of illusion for just such a miracle,” Andrew said as he nodded to Brittany, who lowered her eyes demurely, while clenching her hands in the lap of her skirts.
The App was deployed, the spells concocted and misted over the farthest reaches of the world, the tournament announced, the Princess married, and nearly everybody lived happily ever after.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)
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