Paper Hearts
By; Jessica Singleton
A fictional story that will never happen.
Once upon a time, there lived an old king and his queen. They lived in a beautiful garden kingdom with their only child Valory. Princess Valory wished that she could have other children to play with but she was locked away from the rest of the kingdom. Valory was named after Valentines Day and the word allure. Her parents loved her more then anything. Valory's birthday was on Vanentine's Day.
On Valory's seventh birthday, her father got her a beautiful jewelry box that was in the shape of a heart. Her mother always got her dolls and stuffed bears.
A few nights after Valory's birthday, life went back to normal.
Her father worked all the time. In the evenings, he would read to his daughter. He would grab up one of her favorite fairy-tale books and he would read to his tiny child. Before bedtime, her mother would give Valory a warm bubble bath and then brush her long curly hair.
From 1 PM to 5 PM, and then from 7 PM till 9 PM, on Wednesdays and Thursdays the king saw anyone who came into the castle with a problem. The king and queen would sit on their thrown and fix the problems that came into the court of King Charles rule.
Sometimes Valory would sit and watch her father work. One night after a long day, the kings gardener came in. He was very dramatic and he had a metal cage. The cage had chains linking off of it. It had some bars in the front and a big lock attached to the metal box.
" Your majesty , Sir.... I am so sorry to bring this in, but I have found the thief who has been stealing from the royal garden.... It took me a week to catch the beast. I have him now in chains. He will not attack us. "
The king was very tired. He had had a long day. The king took a deep breath and he said,
" Let us see this beast you talk of. I can't imagine him being so much of a danger, if he fits in a box that small. "
" I have the monster now Sir. Here he is. "
The king's gardener opened the lid. Then he had to dump the box, to get the scared little bunny to come out. The bunny looked around, then it wiggled its nose before it curled up in a tiny little ball. For the bunny was very scared.
The king sat up in his seat to make sure he was seeing the kingdom monster correctly. His mouth was wide open and then he rolled his eyes.
" Oh well, I see how this is a problem for all of my knights. There is only one conclusion to this horrible problem. Off with his head at once. I will not stand for this. "
The gardener shook his head and then grabbed the bunny.
Valory had never seen such a tiny animal. Animals were always in books or the woods. She took one look at the tiny bunny and she lit up. Valory ran over to her father and she put her tiny hand upon his big hand.
The king looked down from his thrown at the tiny child at his side.
Valory had big tear filled eyes.
" Oh no papa.... not a baby bunny. I love him. Oh please papa can I keep him?. He is a baby like me. Please papa. "
The king would do anything for his daughter. He loved her. There was no way to say no to a seven year old child. Besides he did not want Valory seeing death yet.
" Wait gardener.... So it has come to my attention that my daughter has spoken out on this creature's behalf. Valory will keep that beast as a pet. Bring the bunny here. "
Valory did keep the bunny. The castle then had a royal pet. The bunny was named twinkle and he slept on a pink velvet pillow.
Valory fed her bunny fresh carrots and beans from the royal garden for years, until the bunny died of old age.
By then Valory was a teenager. She buried her bunny in her royal garden near a rose bush. The princess would go everyday to the wall of the garden and she would look out upon the world, that she knew nothing about.
One day she saw a young man. He was on the other side of the wall. She fell in love with him. He was not a prince. But he was a thief. He was stealing food from the royal garden. When the king found out, he ordered the thief to die.
Valory spoke out on his behalf.
After saving the peasant boy, he stole her necklace.
Valory was in town one day and she found him with another girl.
The young man who stole her heart also stole her necklace only to give it to another girl.
Valory got it back.
Her father looked at her and he said,
" I love you Valory, but life is not a fairy-tale. I think that this should be a lesson to you. That boy is a wolf not a bunny. Be more careful. Because I care. I do not say these things to make it worse. You are my daughter. When your heart breaks, then so does mine. "
Valory hurt and all she could say was yes father.
Valory never could love anyone again. She was too afraid to let anyone in. So she locked herself up in her tower for years.
One night on her 25th birthday, she threw a royal ball. It was a beautiful night. The entire kingdom was there to celebrate the birthday of the princess of hearts.
Valory left her own party to sit in her own garden, when a young man came up to her. He ask her to dance and she said yes.
They danced in the moonlit for ever.
There was something familiar about this man.
Then he said,
" I have a gift for the princess too. "
The young man gave her a box with a bow on it.
The princess opened the box and inside of that box, was beautiful necklace.
It had a tiny sparkle of a stone dripping from it.
" It is so beautiful. What is this? "
" It is a fallen star. It is also a wish. See years ago, I was a fairy. I made a wicked witch mad because I was in her garden. She turned me into a bunny. She told me that I would live the life of a rabbit. That way, I would have to learn about when it was okay to be curious. If I was a good rabbit, and I only died of old age, then I got my life back. I was immortal. The thing is, I almost died. Then a child saved me. I fell in love with her. So I came to offer her my life. If she would marry me. If she says yes, then I would willingly give up immortality only to be in her arms forever."
Valory stood up and she kissed him. She felt loved as much as she loved him back. So she accepted his offer.
They lived happily ever after.
The End
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