Fairytale chosen (3 page)

"The prince does not interest me," the girl continued wailed nevertheless undeterred. "And if I'm going to embarrass you. People will laugh at me and you directly. "

"If anyone dares to laugh at one of my daughters, I would allow you to break his nose."

"And if the prince himself laughing at me? Can I break his nose then? "Heera asked hopefully.

"The prince will not laugh at you," the father insisted. "Please give him a chance. And if not for your own sake, then at least for your sister’s sake. Medea needs you. She does not have your strength, to endure this."

"She is beautiful enough for ten daughters. If the Prince does not want her, both of his eyes must be blind! "

"Get her in! It will help you to know that you are standing behind her squad mates and turned their back. I would worry too much about it when I know you are alone in the castle. You must be in good faith in order to distinguish a friend from an enemy can. "

Heera loved her two sisters and felt responsible for them. The father knew this. He was not successful to inspire Heera in other ways for the selection and therefore he now grabbed her by her sense of duty and their welfare.

"I'll watch out for Medea. You can rely on me, father! "Heera promised obediently.

Lean sat between his mother and his father on a throne which had been built in the middle of the courtyard on a pedestal. Outside the gates are already crowded and people were trying to catch a glimpse of the prince and his royal parents. Candidates alone had not come but also many onlookers. A wedding was a joyous feast like no other and the celebrations lasted several weeks. During this time, many visitors came to the city and business was better than ever. King also had met Lean’s mother Niobe Egeas on a selection. But she was not a girl of the people, but a princess of the southern islands. . In spite of that, he was not tired to emphasize that each candidate had the same opportunities and Lean really wanted view each with open eyes.

The selection was opened with the looking for a bride. For a whole week girls from all parts of the country would have the opportunity to present themselves to the prince and the royal court. However, only twelve of them were chosen to demonstrate their qualities as a future Queen. Lean was dreading it already since weeks before this day. He was aware that he was the only committed throne successor to choose a woman. The people for years looked forward to the wedding and he did not want them deny this either. But how could he ever be able to choose between thousands of women? He would not have minded if his father would have chosen him a bride, as was the custom in other kingdoms. Certainly they would not have been ugly and somehow he had already arranged it with her. And even if not, would it still remained the possibility of them going out of the way. T he people would have got his marriage and he would have been spared from being annoyed for his spoiled choice. If the selection would take only one day, but instead, the spectacle would be extended for weeks.

Each time he complained, his mother tried to make it clear to him that he should be happy to know that he had the chance to choose his bride himself. But Lean was not happy. It was just a load that stole his time. He would rather be out riding with his friends, went on a hunt, driven boat or had tussle. The girls he knew were all the same. Beautiful, restrained and graceful. When he spoke, she lowered her eyes and laughed at each of his jokes, even over the worst. What was he supposed to do with such a person? And what to do, especially with twelve girls who all acted in this way?

The gates were opened and the people flocked in. Lean could see each other as they pushed and pushed to the side. Everyone wanted to get the best place at the podium, in order to make sure they don't miss anything. Within a few minutes the courtyard was already full and the people were still crowded even at the gates.

King Egeas rose from his throne. "My dear people," he cried with a loud voice and the people remained silent. "A king is a father and his people are his child. It's his job to entertain the child and maintain, so that it won’t be missing anything”

People broke into enthusiastic applause. Although people often lacked a lot, but in such moments they forget them in order to delight in the speech of their king.

"The people of my kingdom to my heart, so much so that I want to give a daughter of the people the chance to marry my only son."

Again the audience cheered. Some already called names of girls who would think of later.

"It will be not an easy road. Many girls from every corner of our beautiful kingdom come. Princesses from all four points of the compass travel. But in the end can only win the heart of my son. To make sure that the choice is the right thing to do, the girls will have to face trials. My wonderful queen Niobe has all these tests mastered like no other. It is she who will lead the girls to their way. Bow down to my great love, the mother of my son and the Queen of Chóraleio. "

Instead of applauding, all the people bowed the head and Egeas shook hands with his wife. This rose from her chair. She wore a dress the color of dawn, which emphasized her dark skin. Her long hair fell over her shoulders silky to the chest. She had large almond-shaped eyes, for which nothing seemed to escape. Her face had grace and willpower. She clapped her hands.

"The day on which I became the Queen, was the most beautiful of my life", she opened her speech and gave her people permission to rise again. They applauded her and seemed to love her even more than the King. Many people who could remember the young girl who had come timidly to the court twenty years ago and had captured their hearts by storm.

"I want to give each candidate a little along the way. A queen loves her people from the heart. You must be willing to make sacrifices for the good of the country. A queen does not hesitate when asked for help. A queen loves sincerely and without ulterior motives. "Her words were admonishing and attracted the people under its spell.”I wish for my son a bride who is not only beautiful but also smart. A bride standing by my son’s side and support him in difficult times. A bride who wins the hearts of the people by her deeds and not by her promises. A queen should be beautiful, intelligent and just, but above all she must have a pure heart. "

Now Lean followed his mother. He was responsible for the final word. He stood up and the capacity could hardly hold before trance. They cheered, clapped their hands and stamped his feet. Shook the floor of the podium. Lean lifted up his hands, to keep the people calm and continued to bring his winning smile. "I want to thank each and every one who has appeared here today to support me in my choice. Seeking a woman with whom I can spend my life and I need the help of my people to detect deception, falsehood and illusion. Only a girl who thinks honestly would be allowed to sit next to me one day. This week with your help I'm going to select twelve girls and you still have to prove to me that they are worthy of a queen. You can expect tests; your heart will put to the test. Tests that would teach even a man to fear it. “Lean liked this Part. It would be a welcome relief for him, to watch as the fine girl whose clothes were dirty. Perhaps one or the other would remove the choice in advance by fleeing. He looked behind him and his eyes met those of his faithful friend Amphion. He nodded to confirm Lean, that he was ready for the grand finale.

"I am Prince Lean, future king of Chóraleio and that's my choice," he shouted. At that moment, a huge, golden dragon in the air was shot behind the podium. The people were amazed and hunched up. The dragon circled over the sky. The sun was reflected in its golden scales. But when he breathed fire, it was raining no ash, but fine gold dust. He poured it down on the hair, the faces and the shoulders of men. Surprised, she fumbled away and could hardly get enough of the gloss. Amphion steered the dragon in the background. He was magician and this was one of his easiest tricks. With a hand flipping the dragon exploded high in the sky and red rose petals were dancing on the floor. Lean looked from the podium down at a sea of ​​red and gold.

Heera escorting with Medea a path through the crowds. Even though they had left before dawn, they had not managed to reach the city for the opening speech. It had been a long march, which had led them for a while through the woods and then over the swift highways. Heera’s fingers were ice cold and her face glowed safely in an unsightly red. For Medea, however, cold seems to have become powerless. Her skin reminded of fresh snow: pure and without flaws. Through her light skin red lips were emphasized and black hair framed her face. In the dark forest she was afraid and was clutching Heera’s arm, but now in the town she flourished. She squared her shoulders and lifted her head up with interest. The people have already turned to her. Although Medea's dress was poor and her shoes had holes, no one could overlook her. Other candidates wore colorful headdresses of feathers, sparkling stones or glittering threads. Their clothes were widely exhibited and made from rich fabrics. The bodice were firmly laced and emphasized the slender waists and the lush necklines.

For Heera her younger sister was the most beautiful of all, but it also looked like MEDEA is ensured. Enviously she looked at the shiny jewellery or fancy hairstyles. Then she looked down at herself. Her dress was made of simple blue wool and even that they can hardly afford. Heera squeezed encouragingly the hand of her younger sister. "Don't worry, no one is as beautiful as you."

Medea smiled at Heera gratefully. "You have to say you're my sister."

"But I also have eyes in my head. All revolve around after you. You did not need to dress up. You are also the most beautiful one over here. "

" The prince will not even notice me," she sighed sadly. "Everything sparkles and glistens and I'm so insignificant as a gray mouse."

""At the latest, if you start to sing, he can no longer ignore you,” Heera spoke to her to encourage.

At last they reached the end of the line and joined on. The whole courtyard was full of people and the first applicants were already on stage to introduce themselves to the royal family. It would be late in the afternoon until the sisters come to the series. As soon as the prince chooses Medea, she should live in a room in the castle like all others who were chosen. Heera would return alone in the evening about her way back home. To her, it seemed impossible that Medea would not be chosen. But Heera also decided that she would be ignored by him. Although she was wearing a brown dress and the mother had her hair braided into a braid, she was still not pleasing to the eyes of anyone, the prince would not even be turning to look at her. She was the gray mouse! When she managed to keep her mouth shut, no one would ever remember she had been here. Already, the townsfolk did not know who she was, even though she had already been with many of them driving trade. Everyone knew her in the pants of her Father, and with a cap pulled down over her face. A girl was not expected in this dress. Presumably, she was considered as a friend of the pretty Medea and not for their well-known fearless sister.

A woman in flaming red dress walked onto the stage. The corset was so closely tied together that she could hardly get air. Despite the great distance Heera clearly saw that the lady had far exceeded the marriageable age. On her head she wore a wig in brilliant white. Prince Lean followed every step, without batting an eye. The woman answered the questions of the Queen, before she started to sing an aria. It was horrible. Her voice was loud, but shrill. She did hurt their ears. But the prince seemed very happy. Heera realized that he made fun of the candidate, but in a very subtle way. The lady took his laughter presumably as jubilation, more disappointed she was when the Queen sent her back from the stage. she was downright angry and tore the wig from her head, which they then threw it on the prince's face. Immediately guards came running and arrested the woman. She yelled and kicked around. But Prince Lean gave her no attention, but called for the next candidate on the stage.

Lean had his head placed on his hand, which probably did not looked plush. He had stopped counting and completely lost track of which number candidate stood on stage. So far he had not decided on a girl. Niobe looked at him again and again for punishing the best candidates from the stage, when he let go without a word. But for him they were all equal. Of course, his bride should be beautiful, but he would have to spend his life with her. When she was only beautiful, what would he talk to her? He waited for at least one to stood out from the crowd. Perhaps by an unusual hobby or a funny story. He had seen enough girls who embroider, dance or could sing. How about one that admitted to fish or who spoke the language of animals? Something out of the ordinary.

Amphion tapped him on the shoulder. "You look like you would just fall asleep. Should I cast a spell on you, which makes you sleep, even though your eyes are open? "

The offer was tempting, but Lean still shook his head, grinning. "My mother would then at the latest notice, if I start to snore," he replied, amused.

"Why do not you choose from at least one? There are so many pretty girls there. To me it would be rather difficult just twelve to choose instead of a hundred. "

Amphion as a wizard was in a difficult position with women. In addition, he was of slender figure and his brown hair was standing on all sides of his head. The women liked to use his tricks, but also distrusted him. His close friendship to the Prince did not make it get better. The girls tried again and again to put it to use , in order to be closer to the prince. Amphion was fortunately smart enough to see through it.

"I have to watch every day even for a week, the hordes of girls. If I choose all of them now, I might have no space left for a really interesting candidate "Lean tried to explain to his friend. He did not miss the warning look from his mother to stop immediately. But Lean ignored it.

"What would a girl need to have, so that you would find her interesting?"

“She just had to be different

"A lot of girls were different. Many had a big nose, big ears and another one even had six fingers, " Amphion whispered in amusement.