środa, 11 marca 2026

The (sleeping) princess after the pea

 



One day, while strolling through the courtyard, Princess Jagódka reached the castle kitchen. She carelessly stepped on a pea that had been lost by the delivery men. She slipped on it, performed a spectacular somersault, and struck the cobblestones head-on. Thousands of stars appeared before her eyes, so she began counting them. However, before she reached thirty, she fell into a deep sleep from which she could not awaken.

The king summoned renowned physicians, but none of them could awaken the princess. One day, the devastated ruler summoned the court marshal and said to him:

"Tell me, my marshal, what I must do now.

" "There is only one way, Your Majesty.

" "What way? Tell me quickly!

" "We must ask the famous magician and alchemist Jan Marylin-Twardowski for help."

"That impostor, who I banished for turning a purse full of gold into lead? Never!

" "As you wish, Your Majesty. But I tell you—if not him, no one else can do it."

The king pondered and pondered, scratching his head, until finally he ordered a messenger to be sent, with a strict order not to return to the palace without a magician.

Finally, Mr. Marilyn Twardowski arrived at the castle. He hurried to the princess's chamber, and there, using a silver hammer, he performed an encephalogram, and thus he says:

"Only a kiss on the princess's lips, placed by a noble youth, will free the princess from the bonds of cursed sleep."

So the king announced to all and sundry that he would give her hand, along with his kingdom, to the young man who could awaken the princess." Unfortunately, no brave knight responded to the king's summons, for the princess was exceptionally ugly, and the kingdom itself didn't seem very large. Then, one day, news reached an orphan, a certain foolish man called Władzio. "What the hell!" thought Władzio. Everyone thinks I'm a fool; it's hard to say I'm not beautiful, so I'll try. What harm will it do me to marry Princess Jagódka and acquire a kingdom, albeit a small one, nonetheless?

So Władzio reported to the palace, kissed the princess on the lips, and she yawned. Then she jumped from her bed and, throwing her arms around Władzio's neck, exclaimed:

"He's mine!"

His Grace rejoiced cruelly, but immediately a look of concern appeared on his noble face. Looking at the young couple, he thought: "My daughter is ugly, Władzio – ugly – how hideous my grandchildren will be..."

He summoned the magician again.

"Do something, Master Jan, to make these two resemble humans.

" "I have for you, Your Majesty, a miraculous elixir, which the witch Loreal gave me when I was a guest in France. I need to prepare a large vat, fill it with pea soup with bacon, and add a vial of the elixir. Then they should both immerse themselves in the vat up to their heads."

As Marylin Twardowski had said, so it was done. A large barrel of sauerkraut was rolled out of the cellar, filled with pea soup, and the magician poured a miraculous potion into it, adding a handful of Eris herb while muttering some mysterious incantations.

Władzio grabbed the princess's hand and they jumped into the barrel together. When they emerged, everyone rubbed their eyes in amazement, so beautiful was the pair. The foolish Władzio was also recognized as Prince Władysław from a neighboring kingdom, who had been kidnapped by villains while still a child.

The poor were fed pea soup from the bath, and some of the women declared that from that day on, they considered themselves more beautiful.

Messengers on swift horses were sent to Władysław's father, who, overjoyed at his son's recovery and the acquisition of his beautiful daughter-in-law, abdicated in favor of the prince.

And thus, by virtue of a personal union, the two kingdoms were united into one, strong enough to effectively resist the aggressive tendencies of the Impotent Empire.

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