Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who met a very handsome and charming prince. He was kind and intelligent, and was good in all the right ways. He was so good and wonderful that his love just took the princess’ breath away. They had a whirlwind fairytale romance, fell deeply in love and planned to spend the rest of their lives together. The princess had a child with an ogre and the prince could have no children. He got to know the child, loved her and she loved him. The prince wanted to adopt the child as his own.
As their love grew they decided to get married. But, they had no money, so they moved in together to combine their incomes to save for a better future. The prince loved the time he spent with the child. He made her a wooden sword and in true noble fashion, he taught her to sword fight. The prince also showed a more sensitive side of himself and would play barbies with the child on Sundays after dinner. The princess and child were very happy and loved the prince very much.
The prince worked very hard at an aluminum casting plant. He would come home very hot and tired, sometimes sick because his job exposed him to very hot temperatures. He was a die caster and poured molten aluminum into molds to make wheels.
The prince and princess both worked, but the economy wasn’t very good, so there was never a lot. Every Friday when the prince got paid, he would take the princess out to lunch and every evening on Friday, he would bring a bouquet of flowers home to the princess. The princess felt so loved and wanted by the prince.
The princes’ car broke down and was not affordably repairable, so he purchased one. The payments were expensive and money became very tight. The prince came home one Friday with a very expensive bouquet of white roses. The princess loved them. They were the most beautiful flowers he had brought her to date. The princess asked the prince to stop buying her flowers because he just could no longer afford it. The prince said he would work more because he loved to see his princess happy. The princess let him know that it would not make her happy for him to work more. The princess loved her time with her prince. The prince agreed to stop buying flowers, but he was sad about it because he loved to please the princess. He was wonderful, loving, and everything the princess could ever want in a prince.
The princess came home from work on Sunday. The prince had borrowed a tiller from the neighbor. He had tilled up a quarter of the back yard. The prince explained to the princess that she had griped too much about the price of groceries so he was planting a garden.
The next day, the prince and princess spent the morning together drinking coffee, laughing and just enjoying each other. Before the prince left for work he gave the princess a very passionate kiss, he told her that he was living for the day they could marry. The princess was so in love with him and so overjoyed that he loved her so much that she had tears of joy in her eyes when he left.
The princess wanted to do something nice for her prince. She fixed him an amazing dinner, put on a skirt that the prince liked and planned to enjoy a passionate evening with him. The prince was late getting home. The princess thought he must have had to work over. An hour had passed, the prince always called if he was running behind. The princess called and received no answer. She waited a while and tried again. The phone was answered this time, but by a deputy sheriff. The prince had been in a car wreck. The car flipped and rolled. His seat belt broke and he was thrown from the car. The car came to rest upon him.
The princess was devastated and the child was absolutely heartbroken. The child never spoke of the prince again.
The princess, in her grief, had forgotten about the garden the prince had planted. Then, one day the child brought her a bouquet of flowers. The princess asked the child whose yard she got them from. The child said ours, out behind the apple trees. Then she added, didn’t you know they were there? The princess, surprised, hurried down the path as she cleared the trees, she saw a beautiful garden of nothing but wild flowers. The princess cried. Her prince loved her so much and only wanted her happy.
The princess mourned the prince terribly. After many years of mourning, my prince came to me in a dream. He told me to move on, find someone who would be good to me and I needed to be happy. He told me he was happy and I needed to be also. I have moved on, but have never found another. I am content, but I still miss my prince.