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- Author: Adaline Winters
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- Genre: Arthurian Fantasy
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Trumpets sound in the distance, heralding the annual arrival of
Charming and his perpetual, yet fruitless, search for a mysterious
woman with tiny feet and zero taste in shoes.
I slam my eyes closed as dust sprinkles onto my face from the ceiling of
our hut.
“Who is the fairest in all the land?” a scratchy voice shouts. The family
of mice curled up on my blanket squeak their displeasure as I roll onto my
side.
I peer over the edge of the bunk bed and eye the full-length mirror
propped against the wall. Once upon a time, that mirror had been a finely
crafted shiny piece of furniture, with a shiny reflective face and shiny
decorative edges painted in silver. Now, the paintwork was flaking onto the
floor, much like the walls, and the once pristine surface was cracked down
the center, much like the man that lived in there.
“Dude, when you declare anyone and everyone as the fairest, you stop
being credible. Pick a person and commit to it.”
The shadowy face ripples on the mirror with a frown. “But you are the
fairest in all of Far, Far Away, Daisy.”
“Daphne.”
“Who?” As I said, cracked.
I groan as the door bursts open and Gwyneth, my best friend, half-sister,
and hut mate, flies into the room. Her skirts swish around her ankles,
showing her worn leather boots. “Wakey, wakey, Daphne, another glorious
diurnal has arisen in the land of Far, Far Away and The Duke has
commanded all maidens to appear at the town hall to prepare for
Charming’s arrival.”
“I’m no maiden.” A fumble with Hansel behind the gingerbread house
saw to that. It was uneventful, but there were yummy snacks afterward. I’d
also decided sex was overrated, misrepresented, and geared toward the
pleasure of men.
Gwyneth’s blonde head disappears into the single wardrobe that serves
us both. She pulls out my best dress, a white and blue affair with lace trim.
It had been worn once, to my nineteenth name day celebration. I’d garnered
the attention of the wolf, but also the three little pigs, Pinky, Porky, and
Pete. We’d been getting along fine until the middle pig, Porky, tripped into
the fire, causing the wolf to salivate, and soon, friends became snacks.
Okay, so Porky didn’t trip. I may have been the one who tripped and
pushed the pig into the fire. But I’m getting off point.
“I will not be missed. You attend and tell me which female he takes to
his bed this evening while he figures out if they are the one.” I air quote the
end because the perpetual bachelor is not on my to do list.
“Are you between eighteen and twenty-five annuses?”
“No, I’m an old crone in disguise.”
“But you are the fairest,” the mirror declares.
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