Monday, 29 May 2017

The Frog Prince

Here's another little story for you.x

The Frog Prince

by Justine Pateman

Once there lived a frog Prince. He was a handsome prince who always dressed finely. He spent his days sitting proudly on a lily pad above his watery realm. But he never looked down. His eyes were always staring at the sky hoping for a glimpse of his beloved Damsel.

Damsel was a beautiful fairy. Her eyes were vivid blue and her sapphire wings sparkled in the sunshine as she flitted above the pond.

The Frog Prince loved her more than anything.

But she didn’t love him.

She didn’t even notice him. She was too busy parading her beauty in the hope of catching the eye of the Dragonfly King.

Day after day the Frog Prince mooned over Damsel. And day after day Damsel danced before the Dragonfly King.

One day when the sun became too hot and Damsel felt tired, she flitted down and landed on a lily pad for a rest.

“Now is my chance,” thought the Frog Prince as he watched Damsel flutter her wings prettily. He leapt over to the same lily pad. Damsel turned to him and smiled (she always smiled as it showed off her pretty dimples).

The Frog Prince cleared his throat with a croak and declared his love for her.

Damsel laughed. It has to be admitted that it was a very pretty laugh. “How can I love you she asked amazed. You are a frog and live in the cold water. I am a fairy and I fly high in the sky. We could never be together.” And with that she flew up into the blue sky leaving the Frog Prince on the lily pad with her laughter ringing in his ears.

“I’ll show her,” he thought and he leapt as high as he could. His long legs sent him bounding higher than he had ever been before, but it was not high enough. He fell tumbling down to the pond and landed with a huge splash.

It sent ducks quacking with laughter. But Damsel didn’t even notice. She was too busy dancing for the Dragonfly King. The Frog Prince was humiliated. He swam to a little hole on the edge of the pond and hid himself in shame.

On the other side of the pond there lived a pretty little frog lady. Day after day she used to see the Frog Prince on his lily pad as he watched Damsel and she could see that he was wasting his time and she felt sad as she loved the Frog Prince and wanted him to be happy. She saw the Frog Prince make his huge leap and she saw him fall. Hearing the ducks laugh at him made her so sad.

She waited until he was asleep and then swam over to his hole and left a tasty meal outside. The Frog Prince was surprised when he woke up and saw the meal but he ate it anyway. He stayed in his hole as he was afraid of being laughed at again.

The next day he awoke to find a tasty dish laid outside his hole again. This happened the next day and the next. Eventually the Frog Prince determined to find out who was leaving food for him. So he stayed awake in his hole all night and just around midnight he saw the frog lady swim quietly across the pond and leave the dish in front of his hole. He was amazed at her kindness. He had always ignored her as he was too busy watching Damsel, but yet here she was helping him.

Over the next few days, the Frog Prince secretly watched the little frog lady as she quietly left delicious plates of food for him. He thought a lot about her and her kindness. And as he watched her he realised how pretty she was. She wasn’t dazzling and brilliant like Damsel, but she was gentle and kind and that showed in her face and made her beautiful. The Frog Prince realised that he was falling in love the little frog lady.

He forgot about Damsel. He forgot about his humiliation. He left his hole and boldly swam across to the frog lady’s home.

“You have won my heart with your kindness and gentleness,” he told her. He asked her to marry him.

“What about Damsel?” she asked.

“Damsel isn’t the one for me” he replied. “You are.”

The Frog Prince married the pretty little frog lady the next day and they lived happily ever after.

The day after, Damsel finally married the Dragonfly King and they lived happily ever after too.

 

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