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A PRINCESS AND A BOY WITH A BROKEN TOOTH.

BY DENIS DANIEL

CHAPTER 1;

 

Once upon a time, there was a boy who was born in a faraway land in a small village. This land was so far away that they never expect people from the kingdom to come. And they never did. He grew up hearing about kings and queens, prince and princesses, but they were all just stories to him. He would normally ask what the point was, for he never understood the whole concept.

He wanted to know what the kings and queens and their children would be like. He read a lot of books about them because whenever his grandfather went on a journey to the kingdom he would come with three books or so of different stories. Some were of adventures to the unknown lands and the amazing and scary creatures which are found in them. Some were about princesses and kings and kingdoms. The kings ruled the kingdoms and the princesses waited to be married with handsome princes. Or sometimes they were kidnaped and needed a prince to go to save them.

This curious boy was always one to get himself in trouble. In his sixteenth birthday he was out playing over the rocky plain near a lake past the meadows by his home. He was all alone. But that didn’t bother him because he was mostly alone, since he thought most of the children of the village didn’t understand him, or like him.

He had an accident that day. While he was jumping between the rocks he slipped and he hit his mouth on one of the rocks. He broke his upper front tooth out, or rather a piece of it. It’s a good thing only his tooth was affected on that incident. His family wasn’t very rich and getting a healer cost a lot of money, ten silver coins which was not easy to get.

Honestly, it was almost like magic he came out alright that day. However, that day changed the way people looked at him. His name changed and he was called a boy with a broken tooth. And people never believed his story of the incident either. But that never affected him, he wasn’t the kind of person to be bothered by what people say. He was just as he was before.

A year passed and things were almost back to normal. But one day in the morning when he just woke up he noticed something was different. Mornings were normally quiet, but this day was busy. There was a lot of sounds outside his little room. He rushed to the window and opened quickly to find out what was going on. Before he could see anything when he opened the window bright light rushed in the dark room. He closed his eyes at first because the light hurt his eyes. It was the light from the summer sun and from the look of it he over slept, for it was it was almost around ten in the morning.

He quickly grabbed his sandals and rushed outside to catch up with his grandparents who were probably on their way to the farms now.

He bumped on someone on his way out, “watch where you are going stupid boy” a harsh voice of an old man grumbled,

“Sorry, Sir” Steven said quickly while trying to find his footing.

This was unusual you would never bump into someone in their village especially at that time. He stopped for a second because he was distracted for a second. There was people everywhere some he knew and most people he had never seen before.

This was peculiar because his village was a very small village everyone knew everyone, so it was very easy to spot a new face. And today there was a lot of new faces. Some of them were moving things and some were like cleaning the path. You wouldn’t exactly call it a road because it was mostly covered by grass and it was only a few feet apart and the rest was covered by brush. But today the people made it wider, wide enough for a carriage to pass with ease. It almost looked like the big roads people use, but the boy wouldn’t know because he had never seen a road before.

Everyone looked so busy and very excited like something was going to happen. He rushed his way around people just as excited as the people around him to his aunt’s diner, I guess you could call it a diner. It was a cabin where people went to eat and drink after a hard day of work.

There he found his grandparents. But first he was taken by surprise how different the cabin looked. It was almost like a different house.

“Morning Steven, good for you to join us.” His grandfather shouted happily from the middle of a group of people who were working around the cabin.

“Morning, gramps. What’s going on?” Steven asked, the confusion obvious on his face and voice.

“Haven’t you heard?” his grandfather asked when he was next to him, the excitement a little bit higher this time.

“Heard what?” Steven asked still unaware what he was talking.

“The king and his daughter are going to pass by our town three days from today to go meet the king of the south, and they will stay in our village for the night.” His grandfather explained while holding his shoulders staring straight in Stevens’s eyes as if to make sure he didn’t miss a word he said.

“What?” Steven didn’t ask because he didn’t hear him right or that he didn’t understand what he said. He heard and understood, he just couldn’t believe what he heard.

“Didn’t you hear me, I said” his gramps started to explain again.

“I heard gramps, what do I need to do to help?” he already knew how important this was to the people in

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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG

Texte: DD PUBLISHERS
Bildmaterialien: UNKNOWN
Lektorat: DENIS DANIEL
Satz: DENIS DANIEL
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 02.08.2020
ISBN: 978-3-7487-8341-1

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Widmung:
To my family and the love of my life who helped me manage to right this amazing short story.