Princess Bare Foot

John W Townsend

Description

The Continuing tales of Princess Bare Foot in Togetherland. We follow on where book one ended.

Sujets

• Juvenilee Fiction
• Fantasy (canción de Mariah Carey)
• Princess
• Magic
• Fiction
• Fantasy

Informations

• Publié par: AuthorHouse UK
• Date de parution: 10 janvier 2023
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781728379975
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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Princess Bare Foot
and all The Tales From Togetherland
 
 
 
 
 
John W Townsend
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
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Published by AuthorHouse 01/10/2023
 
ISBN: 978-1-7283-7998-2 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-7283-7999-9 (hc)
ISBN: 978-1-7283-7997-5 (e)
 
 
 
 
 
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Contents
How Many?
The Wedding
The Wedding Reception
Honeymoon
Dream Particles and Things
Hello! Hello!
Charlie to My Friends
We All Live in a Rusty Submarine
A Cry for Help
Just a Bar of Soap
A Smile Is Worth Everything
All Those Years Ago
The White Castle Talent Show
Captain Julius Turkey
A Day to Say, ‘Till When?’
Ewan the Fox
Professor Von Pickle
My Friend, What Is Wrong?
How Many?

W ith the arrival of 402 young people at the White Castle for the wedding, it was more than urgent that Clinton of Beaver the Builders completed the construction of the White Castle Hotel as soon as possible. Clinton had a team of fifty construction beavers along with thirty decorator beavers. They had already completed the ground floor and all the floors up to the fifth. At that rate, they should complete the twenty-two floors on time. But it all still looked like a building site.
Prince Applehead had visited the site, rather nervous that it would be completed on time. Clinton reassured him it would all be ready before the wedding date. That pleased Prince Applehead. In fact, he was very pleased.
Those planning the wedding decor slept in huge tents—along with the 402 young people who had already arrived. It was all rather noisy at night due to the night shift working on the hotel. Irridatious, the wise owl, protested, saying that he could not hear his, ‘Too-wit-to-woos’, with all the odd noises coming from the site. Not to mention the snoring coming from the tents. Clinton assured him, ‘Peace will be restored. Ao will your twity-woos.’ Irridatious frowned at Clinton’s words.
So the noise of eager beavers carried on. Timber was chewed, mud mixers worked overtime, and there was Clinton’s constant shouting as he gave out instructions like a station announcer. Irridatious held his wings to his head. ‘Oh! No rest at night; no rest in the day. What am I to do? To-wit-to-woo.’
Prince Applehead decided to relay a message to his mother, Queen Shuttlecock, to tell her the good news about the hotel. He whistled for Othello, the wood pigeon, to convey the message. The prince started, ‘The princess and I have adopted 402 young people. All our love.’
By the time Othello conveyed the prince’s message, he had somewhat messed it up. He told Queen Shuttlecock that ‘The princess and I have had forty-two children.’ Of course, this sent the queen into a frenzy as she worried how she would ever remember all their names.
Three months passed since the arrival of the 402 young people, and Tthe hotel was complete. Its twenty-two stories, with twenty bedrooms on each floor, provided enough room for all. It had been painted white on the outside to complement the castle. There were even turrets around the hotel’s rooftop. A team of workers had been enlisted to clean, cook, and maintain the building.
The ground floor of the hotel was divided into three schools to educate the young people. Even Irridatious was enlisted to be the headmaster of the castle’s school. He beamed with pride about the prestigious honour.
Princess Nimsi was so pleased with everything. It was magical how everything had unfolded as well as how it all worked so well. She encouraged the young people of the villages to attend the castle’s schools, while promising to build more schools in Togetherland. ‘I want to teach all about love and peace and to explore what every young person has inside them from childhood. I want make it work for their good. Growing up is not as important as being a loved young person.’
<sAround the sixth month, a large cloud arrived over the castle. It was Queen Shuttlecock, searching for somewhere to park her e-cloud. Her usual spot was now occupied by an enormous building. Irritated, she did not noticed that it was the hotel and school complex.
Prince Applehead saw his mother’s arrival as well as her dilemma. As she stepped off her e-cloud, he frantically waved towards, indicating that she need to park it outside the castle. ‘What is he doing, telling me to park outside?’ she asked her pilot, frowning at her son’s antics. ‘Oh, dear. Leave it here, Augustus.’ Augustus was an eagle and a flying expert, but even he could not land within the castle grounds because of all the flags and bunting drapped everywhere. He was relieved when the queen decided to leave e-cloud where it was.
The arrival of Queen Shuttlecock was always a time of excitement, even though the past six months had seen no end of excitement.
As the cloud door closed, the queen, escorted by her lady-in-waiting, walked over to meet her son, Prince Applehead. ‘So what is this about poor Princess Nimsi having forty-two children?’ she immediately demanded from a shocked Prince Applehead. ‘What is going on?’
Prince Applehead stuttered, trying to find the right words. Then he slightly goofed it by saying, ‘It’s actually 402 to be exact.’
Queen Shuttlecock’s mouth flew open in disbelief. ‘What?’ she exclaimed loudly. Very loudly.
Prince Applehead realized she didn’t have the right information, so he attempted to reply tactfully. However, his mother was having none of it. ‘I want to see that poor girl. Have you gone stark raving mad?’
The queen stormed off into the castle, calling out, ‘Princess Nimsi! Princess Nimsi!’ Her voice echoed through the marble passages. Prince Applehead followed behind, attempting to communicate with her. But she dismissed him. ‘This is women talk!’
From the far end of the passage, Princess Nimsi heard the queen and emerged from the library. ‘Oh, Queen Shuttlecock, what a surprise. How lovely to see you,’ she welcomed her.
The queen was surprised. She then said, ‘We must talk. I have heard the news, and I am shocked by my son. Though you look surprisingly well.’ Behind her, the prince shrugged, indicating that he couldn’t say anything.
Princess Nimsi invited the queen to sit in the library. ‘We can talk there, Your Majesty.’ After five minutes, Prince Applehead was relieved to hear laughter and not shrill voices out for his blood. The laughing continued for several minutes. Tea and biscuits were even brought in. One hour later, the queen and the princess emerged with big smiles on their faces.
‘I suppose I owe you an apology,’ the queen told her son. ‘Indeed, I am to compliment you. A house filled with 402 young souls is quite a challenge. The princess tells me you have been masterful.’
Later, the queen was taken on a tour of the hotel and the schools. She was more than impressed. Suddenly, she remembered a small boy she had found hiding in her cloud. ‘Bring him here,’ she ordered her lady-in-waiting.
A few minutes later, a young boy, perhaps ten years old, was brought into the hotel. Prince Applehead asked his name.
‘Adam, sir,’ he replied. ‘I came across a rainbow bridge and hid in the forest. Then I saw her majesty land in a cloud, so when she was not looking I crept inside to take a look.’
Queen Shuttlecock said, ‘He is a most pleasant boy. Please let him stay with you. He needs your love.’
The hotel manager, a bulldog named Byron, heard the conversation and muttered, ‘Hmm! That makes it 403.’ He grunted and then added, ‘Oui, oui, oui, it’s a dog’s life!’
The Wedding

T hroughout Togetherland, the wedding of Princess Nimsi and Prince Applehead had been a date earmarked in everyone’s diary, the first Plopday of September. Prince Applehead had sent word to his mother, Queen Shuttlecock, of his proposal to the princess and eagerly awaited a reply from her as he desired her to attend the wedding.
Princess Nimsi was overwhelmed with all the sudden changes to her life. The attention she was being given was so great indeed. Cressida, a pink flamingo, offered to make the wedding dress from the very best pink flamingo feathers and stitched with the finest silk made by Comfort, a silkworm. This was an offer Princess Nimsi could not refuse. Such a dress would look glorious amid the great white marble hall of wWhite cCastle.
Prince Applehead had invited thirty guests to attend the wedding ceremony. All from Togetherland was invited to attend the sumptuous banquet as well as a fair to be held in the gardens of the White Castle throughout the evening and into the night. Miss Lizzie, a black panther, was the registrar for Togetherland, so she had the special duty of performing the wedding ceremony. Prince Applehead asked her to dress in a special white suit with pink collars.
Now everyone was