The Tale of King George and Queen Cynthia Part II

May 15, 2009 in Big, fat, liar...Casey Anthony, The Tales of King George and Queen Cynthia
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King George arrived home to find Queen Cynthia and Princess Casey, but alas, there was no grandbaby. Queen Cynthia stepped toward the horse and cart and declared “Good King Wenceslas! What is that smell? It smells like a damn dead body has been in that cart! Where is my grandchild you little snipe?!”

“She’s with her nanny”, exclaimed the Princess, “her name is Absynthia Hermone Francisco Carmanzarro, but I just call her Absynthe.”

“Absinthe! Isn’t that the name of a highly hallucinogenic drink that common street urchins consume?” Asked The Queen.

“No, Mother! That absinthe is spelled different. Her name is spelled with a y, not an i! You are being ridiculous. Are you accusing me of killing my child?” spit The Princess.

“Take me to my grandbaby, or I shall call the guard and have you thrown in the dungeon!” the Queen threatened.

“NO! She’s probably sleeping!” said the Princess.

“Fine, summon the guards!” said the Queen.

“Wait!” cried the Princess, “I lied, I don’t know where my baby is! I left her with Abby and she never returned. I have been in the horse and cart for 30 days searching for her. I lived off of wild cabbages, and ale. The smell from the cart is from rotten cabbages, not from a dead body. You know, a dead body smells a lot like a rotten cabbage. Absolutely, like a rotten cabbage.”

The King and Queen summoned the guards and threw the Princess into the dungeon until the grandchild was found. They sent their very best guards and knights into the kingdom to search for this woman named Absynthia Hermone Francisco Carmanzarro, aka Absynthe, aka Abby. For six months the guards searched every kingdom for this woman. They returned with the news that there was no such woman. There was not a single individual in all the kingdom who had ever heard of this woman. The guards believed that no such woman existed. They accused the Princess of being a witch and a liar and of murdering her baby.

This accusation infuriated the Queen, who refused to believe that her holy, sweet, smiling, loving, good daughter could murder her own child. The guard proceeded to explain that there were still others searching for the baby. As they stood in the Great Hall of the Castle, another guard came running toward the Queen. “Your highness! Word has gotten out in the kingdom that Princess Casey has killed her child. There is an angry mob armed with torches, pitchforks, vampire stakes, poles, daggers, and catapults. They are threatening to overthrow the castle unless you give them the Princess!”

“Send them away!” cried the Queen.

Another guard entered the Great Hall amidst the uproar. “Your highness, come quick! We have found the child in a locked room at the east end of the castle. We followed the smell of the rotten cabbages, and broke the door down! The child lies dead in a room full of rotten cabbages, and empty bottles of absinthe!”

“Oh shit!”, cried the Queen, “we must not let the angry mob find out! Guard, bring me my daughter!”

The Queen fell to her knees weeping, and the King stood wimpering in the corner. Some time passed and the guard re-entered with the Princess. The Queen lunged at her daughter, and shook her violently. “What have you done! What have you done to my grandchild!” As the Queen shook her daughter and screamed, a key fell from her bodice and tinkled to the floor. A guard grabbed the key and discovered that it was the key to the locked room where the child lay dead.

“Everyone stop! Guard, go contain the mob!”, declared the Queen, “rotten cabbages, absinthe, and  a key does not a murderess make!”

…TO BE CONTINUED..LOL!