- Roused

- Chapter 116

~ A New Fairy Tale


"Now, Rose, that story had some bad fairies, but not all of them are bad." Flora said as she closed the book. Fauna was cuddling the little princess and Merryweather was putting away the dishes. The fairies had mixed feelings about the book of fairy tales. They had been excited about it at first, since it seemed to be about fairies, witches and monsters, but it got so many things wrong. Not big things per-se, just little things, but it certainly seemed like a lot of little things.

Most of the stories were more than a little scary and so many of the princesses ended up maimed or dead. Merryweather had expressed some concern about that, but Flora had decided that if most parents had thought it was a good idea, then they had to make sure to read the book to their royal charge. Besides, it wasn't as though Rose hadn't almost died a few times already.

Rose had been listening intently as she usually does, on Fauna's lap, but with the story over she started talking, "ah-ah, la-la, da-da, ga-ga, ma-ma."

Everyone perked up.

"Oh, oh, she said a new word," said Fauna, flapping a hand at Flora. Merryweather bounced over after putting the last dinner dish away.

They all crowded around the baby and with all the attention and smiles Rose said it again, "mama. mama."

The fairies were very excited about the new word. Rose was taking so long to speak, they had been in the cottage for months.

Then Merryweather thought and spoke seriously, "She can't call us that. We aren't her mother, Queen Leah is her mama and we shouldn't interfere with that."

Flora deflated as that reality set in and Fauna tried to comfort her. Rose felt the mood change and got a little scared and began to fuss.

"It's okay, it's okay. Can you call us auntie?" asked Flora.

"ah-ee," tried little Rose.

"Yes, good, good. Aun-tie," encouraged Fauna.

"ah-ee, ah-ee," tried little Rose and soon everyone was smiling again.

"This calls for another story!" declared Merryweather. Flora sat and opened the book.

"Ah, it's my turn now." Merryweather insisted. She was so busy and tired that she sometimes missed her turn with Rose and she wasn't going to miss this one. Flora handed over the book, and Merryweather put it in her lap, but didn't open it.

"I thought you wanted to read a story?" asked Fauna.

"I do, but I know one she needs to know that isn't in this book," said Merryweather.

"I don't think we should be making up fairy tales," cautioned Flora, frowning a little.

"I'm not going to make it up, it really happened, besides any stories we tell are fairy tales anyway." Flora and Fauna looked at each other. Then Flora nodded.

"Once a upon a time, in a not-so-far away land, not-all-that-long ago live a King and his fair Queen. Many years had they longed for a child and finally their wish was granted. A daughter was born. They called her Aurora. Yes, they named her after the dawn for she filled their lives with sunshine. Then a great holiday was proclaimed throughout the kingdom so that all of high or low estate might pay homage to the infant princess..."

- End of Chapter 116