So I came home to roost in the queen’s chamber, ready to take the baby and spare it a life of spoiling and rotten upbringing. She started normally, telling me one odd name after another, till finally she dropped the bomb and said my name.

I was shocked; she was on the dot. As I saw the look of triumph in her face, I saw red.

I said a lot of mean words to her that I didn’t really mean, but I couldn’t help it.

Because I got so mad, that I just broke the floor underneath me as I was stamping it, and decided to disappear out of her life for good.

About the author:
The author decided to change his name and now lives with 6 other little folks in an undisclosed location beyond the seven hills and seven woods. What was last heard of the queen was that she died of a tragic illness and her husband, the king, remarried a woman who is an all-time beauty that always carries with her a mirror rumored to be magical.