Fairytale chosen (23 page)

She had in his presence often even those not known, was effeminate, that they could not be explained. Whenever he was not with her, she found herself, as she thought of him, and even if only in order to resent him. While after positive characteristics had at the beginning with him to look, she found it difficult now to name negative.

But what do you remained other than to try? She could not go home without him. Not because of the Kingdom, not because of the king, not because of the queen, not because of Medea, not because of their parents, but for its own sake. You would not have the heart to leave him.

"I am that girl," she said in a loud and therefore firmly. She was adept at playing the strong and fearless, but for the first time in her life she felt fear. This was not a test, would decide in the courage or strength of victory, but they had to rely on their feelings.

"Do not say I did not warn you," Agnes replied unimpressed and turned back into the black witch, whose appearance was so off-putting that even Heera was hard to look at her.

"Take your time as much as you want. Even if you were to spend your whole life in my castle, you would not see the prince, "she laughed and gave Heera arrogant the way.

You step through the grand entrance hall. The animals looked into her eyes and prayed for salvation. Each gave the impression that it would recognize Heera. She passed a Lion. It said the prince was as brave as a lion, but this lion pressed tightly against the bars of its cage and not even flinched when Heera stroked him through the soft mane. Heera walked past him and pushed next to a bear, who was scratch his belly from her. It said the prince was strong as a bear, but he was not strong, but sad. All the animals were tame, neither shied away from her. Not even the fox, who was usually so shy. The prince should be smart as such, but a real fox would be the witch never fallen into the trap.

She passed a swan beat wildly with their wings and turned in a circle in order to present her his beauty. A few weeks ago Heera would have said with certainty that this vain animal must be the prince, but now it seemed completely insane. The Prince meant inner beauty more than appearance otherwise he would never have chosen. He had seen from the beginning more in her than she did herself.

As they climbed the steps to the upper floor, she heard the sweet song of a lonely skylark, dangling in her cage from the ceiling. She was just as friendly as all the other animals and her singing seemed to flow from Heera’s ears directly into her heart, but not because she recognized the prince in her, but because the bird reminded her of her sister. She was sure that Medea must have held for the Prince the lark and now she stood petrified in the garden of the black witch. She had made the mistake, not the prince, but to seek itself in the behavior of the animals. Which animal Daphne might have chosen? Perhaps the beautiful Firebird or even the vain peacock? What animal would choose Heera if they would keep to himself out? It would certainly be neither beautiful nor tame - an animal that no one would pay attention.

She discovered far behind other cages hidden a little brown mouse. She was unimpressive, but too cute to do it justice. Erina would probably rediscovered in this small but clever animal.

Heera went on and came upon a domestic pig, which began to grunt loudly when she was fed in. Nobody wanted to be voluntarily converted into a pig. It would see the witch similar, that's why to enchant Lean into one. But pigs were pack animals and the Prince more of a loner.

Unhappy let Heera down on a chair and closed his eyes. How could she ever see the prince among all these animals? If at least Erina or Amphion had been with her, to comfort her courage. Between all the animal sounds she could hear the triumphant laughter of the black witch. She saw her despair and delighted in her. Heera stood up resolutely and walked through the castle. She let her eyes slide over all cages, waiting for an inner inspiration. The prince was unlike any man she had met him before and so had to be the animal into which the witch had transformed him.

She met chickens, cats, birds and even a monkey, but all these animals had one thing in common: They wanted to be freed from Heera. They courted outright to their attention. As it was already night, Heera reached the entrance hall again. She had gone through the entire castle, without noticing an animal that was different.

Agnes came to meet her. On her face was a satisfied smile. "Do you give up?"

"Never!" Heera said firmly.

"You will not find the prince!"

"I think I'm already close to him," disagreed Heera and looked around again. "You would not hide him in one of the many rooms, but place it where everyone can see him without noticing him. It would please you to see how the girls fail, even though they were already so close to the prince. "

"If you mean," Agnes said, without giving an indication as to whether Heera lay with her assumption correct.

She looked up at the large door through which they had entered the castle. Right there standing on the floor, a lonely cage in which sat an animal, which no one would pay attention: An ugly toad.

She croaked not, did not even look in the direction Heera’s while the girl's heart began to beat violently. Without thinking, she walked up to the cage and picked him up. She saw the little creature in her eyes and tried to recognize some of the princes in it.

Agnes began to laugh. "How I would now see the Queen, if you tell her that her beautiful son was just a toad! On such an idea could only come you. "

"Perhaps it is precisely because the right choice," Heera replied unperturbed.

"Please, then kiss your toad!" Agnes she challenged. Heera opened the door of the cage, but when she wanted to take to the animal, this jumped out and leaped through the open door into the open air.

"Not even a toad wants a kiss from you," she taunted Agnes, but Heera rushed the animal after it, trying to catch, but his skin was so slippery and slimy, it escaped her every time. But exactly this behavior encouraged them that they had made the right choice. The toad was different than the other animals, because they did not bother about them. She even fled from her - just as Heera would have done it.

She ran to the animal through the garden after, past all the statues of the many unfortunate girls, while the spiteful laughter of the witch like lightning and thunder was above her. Finally she found the toad near a tree. Heera sweetly and plunged with all her weight on the animal. Her hands lay tightly around the slimy body as she hit the ground hard. Triumphantly she lifted her prey into the air and looked in the yellow eyes of the toad. They sparkled with anger. If a witch Heera had enchanted, she would have been furious.

Suddenly Agnes appeared right next to her. "Are you really sure that this is your choice? There is no turning back. "

At that moment, the toad  spat a green liquid in the face of Heera and kicked wildly with his legs to free himself.

"Certainly," replied Heera satisfied and pressed her lips to the mouth of the toad. For a moment, nothing happened at all, but then she felt the animal slipped from her hands. She feared it dropped to have, but when she tore her eyes, there stood Prince Lean opposite. Her lips were together and they stared at each other, startled. Immediately they broke.

At that moment, the cloud cover broke and the pure light of the moon seemed to bring them down. The cry of a crow made her sit up. Where previously still had stood Agnes, now swung a black bird up in the sky.

"That's the witch!" Shouted Heera, looking for something they could throw off the animal. The crow looked safe distance down to them and croaked: "I curse you, Prince Lean. Your beauty will not only prevent you from finding true love, but also bring hunger, pain and sickness all over Chóraleio. Only a girl who is willing to travel for you seven foreign countries to cross seven mountains and valleys and made seven tasks, break the curse and make you see with the heart. "Then she flew away on the s nobody they would reach more can.

The cloud retreated farther and the light of every star redeemed all the petrified girl. Young men ran out of the gates of the castle - six thousand nine hundred ninety-nine in number. The thorns that had grown around the castle, became beautiful red roses.

But the prince looked at Heera. In his hand the compass whose needle pointed incessantly at the girl in front of him was.

Follow the path of your heart.

The
day of decision

The Prince had come and had to make a choice that could hardly be more difficult. Five girls were left, but only three could reach the next round. All were equally nice and each talented in their own way.

One was the voice of a nightingale.

A had curls of pure gold.

Had one foot, you could dance at every step.

One who had a heart bigger than any other.

One had the courage to say what she thought.

A
fter the black witch had left her castle, it was the north wind have been easy,, not only the five chosen girls, but also all other carry off of the island. The storm and the fog that had prevailed usually around the castle were no longer there. They were happy to have come with their lives and displaced the threat of the witch, but no one doubted that they would one day return to take revenge.

As Lean returned to the castle with the girls, the joy was great. They were welcomed by the people through backslapping, hugs and kisses. All were glad get back her beloved Prince. But no one was pleased more than his mother. You already ran to meet him in the courtyard and threw himself laughing and crying at the same time in his arms. King Egeas came and laughed heartily. Niobe strewn her son in front of the entire court with kisses, so it seemed to him already embarrassing. When she had finished caressing her son, she overcame at Heera and put her hands around the face of the brave girl. "You wonderful child, how can I ever thank you?" She asked with tears in her eyes. "A queen you're not, but a great hero."

Heera blushed at her words, and she felt like all they saw. She had always hated to stand at the center. "That's what I liked to do," she said, hoping that it would be the queen so be good, but they clapped their hands and said, "We want to celebrate a great feast to celebrate the return of my son" To Heera she said: "We will certainly find a way to reward you for your courage. Let's go into the throne room! "

She took Heera like a sister by the arm and pulled her with him into the castle. They were followed by the King, as well as Lean and the chosen girl. Egeas sat down on his throne, while his wife and son took their places on either side of him. Around them reigned bright light. It was necessary to organize a ceremony as soon as possible.

"Heera, forgive us if we have behaved towards you are rude. You got a big mouth work, but wear your heart in the right place. Without your courage, we would have lost our son forever. Please tell us how we can show gratitude with you, "asked the king. Even Lean bowed to her. "I'll be forever in your debt. There must be something but what we can make you happy. "

Heera thought that they might ask him to marry her sister, but she did not think he chose Medea, because he felt obliged. He had to decide for them voluntarily.

As Heera remained silent, Niobe spoke again: "How about this? We are your parents ascribe a county. You will want for nothing! "

The offer was generous and enticing. Exactly what Heera had always wanted for her parents. Her father could put your feet up and would not have to toil all day in the field. Her mother could wrap himself in fine clothes and take part in the noble society. Elena would someday marry a nobleman and would not have to worry about their future. Even Medea would find a good man, if Lean unexpectedly should decide against it. Unsure, she watched her sister, who nodded enthusiastically. She glanced at Lean, who also made a sympathetic impression. No one would blame her if she would accept the offer. But something in Heera fought against. When she came in to the proposal from the queen, they would lose any chance of Lean. She had just realized that she was ever able to feel something like love. If they would no longer accept as friendship for Lean, she would never be able to break the spell that had turned him to the toad. She was in love - for the first time in their lives.

"There is something I wish I had more than one county," she heard herself say. She did not know whether they did the right thing and did not rule it out that she would be angry in a few days already at their own stupidity, but at that moment she could not help. When you love something, you are not on. No matter how difficult or hopeless the situation might be also. You had to listen to her heart.

"What do you want more than a safe life you could?" Asked Egeas surprise.

"I want to return to the elect are," she said, not daring to look at the prince there. In her back she felt the burning gaze of her sister and the other girls.

"But you're already retired!" Niobe exclaimed indignantly.

"I do not expect I'll be right in the next round. I merely ask, yet get a chance. "She forced herself to look Lean. His eyes reflected confusion. "Even if you decide against me, I would not blame you. I just want a second chance! "Startled, she noticed that her usually strong and firm voice had begun to tremble. This was new for them.

"But you would return home with empty hands," Niobe said blankly. "Do not be stupid and accept my offer! As it will be a Countess for you to find another man."

"I do not want another" muttered Heera and ashamed doing so. It was hard to stand up for her own feelings and knowing that no one understood her decision. What would say their parents when they found out what had done Heera? She could already hear her mother's allegations. What would Medea done in their place? Had she accepted the offer for the sake of her family? No one would have expected of her because everyone knew that they had always dreamed of marrying the prince one day. She was the ideal queen.

Heera had never dreamed of getting married at all, and she could even now not imagine one day to sit on the throne, but she did not want to lose Lean. There was something moving inside her that she had changed. Maybe they would fail, but she was ready to fight him. Even against her own sister.