This story is dedicated, and inspired, to a girl who has the name of a fairy tale character, the character an elf who bully and said he wanted to be a princess. Little Alice, maybe you do not notice but you already live like a queen!
Once upon a time and there is still a little girl as beautiful as capricious, as smart as sly, as affectionate as a bully, so ... In short, a little girl so much but so much of everything!
If it was a little girl any, his character as cantankerous as it is adorable, it was not a large problem: needed a spanking and a 'no TV for a week' would be sufficient to stop a tantrum.
But Alice, this is his name, was the princess of the kingdom of the Eternal City, and given that the wishes of a princess are orders, you can imagine that there was turmoil in his court: from the moment he woke in the morning on which we went to bed at night all the running around, giving their best not to hear her cry, scream and stomp.
the evening when at last the princess was in a dream world, all in unison, the Court indulged in a tired 'Ahhhh! A bit of rest! ' that resounded in all the valleys around the castle.
The situation was becoming daily more and more worrying because domestic gardeners, cooks, grooms, and even the horses of the royal stables no longer support the stress. King and Queen ahead of all!
One night after a rowdy child was sleeping, the parents confronted the real problem.
"My dear wife, if our daughter will continue to be so capricious the whole kingdom will turn against, I am very worried"
"My dear husband," said the Queen "I understand your concern, but what can we do? Alice to understand alone at his own expense, that share is the most beautiful there. "
Someone had heard the conversation, however: transit in the corridor, the court jester, so funny and meddler, he had stood behind the open door of the royal apartments and had not missed a word.
'Poor rulers' thinking. 'I must do something to help them and make them smile again. After all, whether or not the court jester?! '
Yes, but what could he do? It was urgently necessary for a drastic solution!
had to think ... He began pacing the corridor mileage, considering, measuring, evaluating every possibility. He scratched a little 'head, walked up and down, muttering, "House and hope that you understand? The more difficult a climb spanking ... Maybe? Not only would but then would end in chains ..." And right in the middle of the pros and cons, stopped dead while the idea comes to mind. A smile on his face was printed. He knew what to do. He turned on his heels and giggling left.
(end of part one)
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