The Tale Part VII

May 24, 2009 in Big, fat, liar...Casey Anthony, The Tales of King George and Queen Cynthia
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Several weeks passed, and there was no word from the Princess or Mr. Bandito. The gathering crowd was showing no mercy. They cursed at the top of their lungs, and continued to catapult large objects over the castle wall. The King and Queen were unable to leave the castle for fear of their lives. A horrible stench had begun to fill the castle. The smell of what the Queen called “a damn dead body”.

“What is that smell? It smells like something died!”, said the Queen, “you there, servant, go and see if you can locate the cause of that wretched, rotting, dead smell. I am sure it is just a cabbage, find it and throw it into the moat! Hurry!”

The maid scurried away in search of the horrific smell, that seemed to permeate the very walls of the castle itself. The King nervously approached the Queen and said “My dear, that is the same smell from the cart, I know it well from the battlefield. I am afraid…” The Queen would not let him finish. She plunged her fingers into her ears and started singing “Oedipus and the Flower” really loud. After she finished her childish rant, she turned to her husband and said “You need to keep your mouth shut, George. You are going to ruin everything if you don’t stop your mindless blabbering. From here on out, you should let me do the talking, for you are inept at most everything you do. I haven’t asked much from you in my life, have I, have I?”

King George spoke under his breath “Why don’t you shut up”, and then placed his hands over his head to protect himself. The Queen glared at her husband until he cowered away from her. She chuckled to herself.

The Queen sat down at the dining table and had a servant pour her a large glass of wine. Just as she was beginning to feel her body relax, a guard approached the table. “Oh what now!”, the Queen asked.

“Your Highness, there is another man here. He is looking for the Princess. He says that he is a bounty hunter, and he must speak to you right away”, said the Guard.

“Send him to me, then, and I shall listen.” Said the Queen.

Several minutes passed, and a strange man in a very large hat entered the Great Hall of the castle. He walked up to the Queen, and pulled a small stick from his mouth.

“Who are you? And what brings you to Castle Hopespring?” said the Queen.

“Your Highness, my name is Leonardo Tortilla, that’s pronounced Tor-Tee-A, not Tor-Till-A, okay? I am working for a man named, Jose Bandito, and he has sent me here to retrieve one Princess Casey of Hopespring. I must take her with me. Now, I don’t really like to fight, but if I have to I will. So just bring her out and let’s get this over with.”

“What! You fool, Princess Casey is with Jose Bandito. He came several weeks ago and retrieved her himself. So, there is nothing here for you. You may leave!”, spit the Queen.

The strange man named Tor-Tee-A, looked befuddled. He wasn’t sure what to say, but he chose to speak anyway. “Ummm…there must be some mistake…uhhh…he has already paid me to make this journey. I have traveled hundreds of miles…hmmm..”, Tor-Tee-A trailed off and stared into space, while chewing his stick.

“It sure does stink in this castle”, Tortilla said, “how do you stand it? If I didn’t know better, I’d say that was a dead body. Do you mind if I take a look around?”

“Yes! I do! The smell of my castle is nothing to you!”, said the Queen.

The castle was suddenly filled with a woman’s scream.  There was the sound of quick footsteps, and the servant sent to locate the smell had returned. Her face was bloodless, and her eyes were wide with terror.

“What is it, woman?” , barked the Queen, “have you seen a ghost?”

“Your Highness, the smell you sent me to locate has been found, I..I…”, the servant swooned and fell to the floor.

Mr. Tor-Tee-A ran to the servant and called for some smelling salts. The Queen’s eyebrows began to point, as she looked nervously around for help.

“Wake her! Wake her! We must know what she found!”, said the Queen.

To be continued…Part VIII