Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far far away, there lived a beautiful princess. She was 20 years old, and in search of a husband, more for the sake of her parents than her own. The problem was she never had time to search for real. Every day she went out and helped the kingdom. She slayed dragons, she caught vandals, she would save princess that needed saving, and then she would return home, tired and hungry to find her parents nagging her about the husband search. She liked her life, it was normal, calm, and she thought a husband would just unbalance it. However, one day her grandmother came, and the next her grandfather, and the next her aunt, and one by one each family member came from all around to tell her that she needed a husband. There was nothing to do about it, she needed one fast. So on a sunny Friday afternoon, the princess told their parents she was leaving and would not be coming back until she found the man of her life. Her mother hugged her and told her that it was the right thing to do while her father rushed in the house and packed a dragon skin bag with some food and some clean clothes. After saying goodbye, the princess went outside, got on her white stallion, and rode like the wind. She traveled for days, meeting many princes, most of which she saved. None, nevertheless, seemed right for her. She killed two dragons, took three robbers to the king’s men, saved five damsels in distress (all of whom were disappointed that their savior had been a princess and not the blue blood prince they expected), and covered almost every corner of her fair kingdom. One day she reached an abandoned castle. It was dirty, the windows were shattered, and the flag that stood at the entrance was old and torn. As she circled it in her white steed she saw that in one small window all the way up there was a little shimmering light dancing with the wind. As brave as she was, she tied her horse to a tree and walked inside. Creeping down the spider web covered hallways she felt a pang of guilt run through her as she thought about the promise she had made to her parents. Halfway up the last stairway a troll jumped down at her and growled angrily. She knew trolls were not the brightest creatures, so she extracted her last piece of bread from her bag, and with a powerful twist of her wrist the slice flew far away. Just as she expected the clumsy beast ran off after it and she continued until she reached a little wood door, which she opened gingerly. Inside there was a long bed and a candle on the night table. A handsome young man laid on it sleeping peacefully. The princess walked over to him and shoved him softly. When nothing happened she repeated this with more strength. The prince did not stir. The princess bent her head and gave him a soft kiss, and the prince opened his eyes. She backed away and he thanked her earnestly. It was undeniable, it was love at first sight. They walked out of the palace and both climbed on the stallion that took them to her parents. They received the news happily, and arranged the wedding. The prince and the princess got married, and lived happily ever after.