The Tale Part VI

May 23, 2009 in Big, fat, liar...Casey Anthony, The Tales of King George and Queen Cynthia
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A great storm blew in that night. The crowd outside the gates dispersed, and left for the shelter of their homes. The Queen sat with the Princess, trying desperately to pry information from her daughter, to no avail. A guard entered the Great Hall, and said “Excuse me, your Highness, there is a Spaniard at the gate who wishes to speak with The Princess. He is offering his help. Would you like me to bring him unto you?”

“What? A Spaniard? Bring him forward, but keep him well guarded, I never have trusted Spaniards”, said the Queen.

The guard left and returned momentarily with the Spaniard. He was dressed in black, and had eyes that squinted in the light. Although he was not smiling, his face took on the appearance of a cat who had just eaten a mouse. He approached the Queen, bowed and kissed her hand.

“Good evening, your Highness. Thank you for allowing my admittance at such a late hour, and in such foul weather. I have been waiting in the shadows for the crowd to disperse, in order to not be seen. My name is Jose Bandito, and I am interested in protecting your daughter. As you well know, the entire kingdom, along with several thousand from nearby kingdoms, are coming tomorrow for the Princess. They seek justice for the dead child. They have already prepared the gallows to hang her from, so we must act quickly”, said the dark stranger.

“Exactly, who are you, and how can you be of assistance to this matter at all?’, asked the Queen.

The Spaniard smirked and squinted his eyes. “I am just a Spaniard who believes in the protection of  the innocent, and through my work, I would like to prove that a Spaniard can do good things, and be someone. I think that you should send your daughter away with me for her own protection. You must trust and follow what I say, before it is too late, and you lose not only your grandchild, but your dear daughter too.”

The Princess had been speechless up until this point. She was so smitten with the Spaniard that she simply stared into his dark eyes, and played with her hair. The Princess rose up from the royal sofa, and walked over to the Spaniard. “Oh! You have come to save me from these wretched people. Finally, someone who believes me!”

Mr. Bandito, smiled and held her hand. “I have also hired a man to find the body of the child. I would trust my life in his hands. We will find the child, and then there will be justice, and the people will know the truth. Until then, we must gather your things, and be off before the day breaks. We will send word to you when we have found out the truth.”

The Princess jumped up and down, clapping her hands. She kissed Mr. Bandito on the cheek, and ran to collect her things. She was more than happy to leave with a strange man in the middle of the night. This was nothing new to her, and she felt quite comfortable. While the Princess was gone to gather her things, the Queen and the King made idle chatter.

The King approached Mr. Bandito and said, “You know, I’ve got a buddy who’s a Spaniard, perhaps you know him, his name is…”

The Queen interrupted her husband, “George, please, go and find out if the royal chemist has invented the chewing gum that I want so badly!”

The King hung his head and muttered “Yes, Dear”, and walked away.

“Exactly, where, Mr. Bandito, are you planning on taking my daughter?” The Queen asked.

“With me”, said Mr. Bandito.

“But where with you?”, asked the Queen

“I cannot say, it is for your own safety”, said Bandito.

The Princess came bouncing down the staircase. Her ladies in waiting were following her with all of her things. The Queen was not at all happy that she did not know where this man was taking her daughter.

“Casey, Sweetie, this man says that he cannot tell us where he is taking you for our safety, I cannot let you go!”, said the Queen.

“Mother! He’s right, ummm, yeah, uh, there is something that I did not tell you. I was afraid. But the people who have my child, sent me a letter. In the letter they told me to say nothing, or they would kill the rest of my family. They didn’t say who they were”, said the Princess.

“Why have you not told me this! Where is this letter?” the Queen was furious and her eyebrows pointed straight up and down.

“Well, I have the letter somewhere, I just don’t have it right here with me. You can probably find it in my room somewhere. I’m not sure what I did with it. It was so scary, and I was so scared, I don’t want to talk about it!” Said the Princess.

“Enough of this! We must go, now. It is growing late, and we want to be long gone before they come to enter the castle in the morning.” Said Mr. Bandito.

With that being said, the Princess and the Spaniard ran from the castle. The Queen stood without words, and watched them leave. She wondered if she would ever see her daughter again. She began to cry, because at that moment, she realized that she had only King George to control. What fun would that be? She had already conquered him. There were rapid footsteps running up behind the Queen. She turned to find her husband, King George, with a sticky substance between his fingers. He smiled in wonderment and simply said “This is not gum!”

Part VII coming soon…LOL!