The Wizard and The Selfish Princess

Once upon a time there was a kingdom ruled by a little six year old girl. Her mother and father had died leaving the throne to her and she had absolute power over all of her subjects.

Unfortunately for them she was also a very spoilt, unpleasant and selfish little girl; a cruel tyrant who everyone lived in fear of because if anyone dared say no to her or even messed up one of her commands she would have them fed to hungry lions.

One day, however, she asked a powerful wizard to make her a flying broomstick for her birthday
and when her birthday came the wizard appeared in a puff of smoke and, kneeling humbly, he presented her with the broomstick tied with a golden ribbon.

The Princess loved her flying broomstick very much, giggling as she went flying round the room on it.

But then the Wizard asked the Princess to pay him for the broom and the Princess got very angry.

“How dare you ask me.. a princess.. for money!”, she said, shaking with anger and, calling to her palace guards she ordered them to take the wizard away and lock him in the dungeons.

And the palace guards, although they hated the cruel princess, were so afraid of her that they did as she said without question and they grabbed hold of the poor wizard and led him away at the point of a sword, throwing him into a deep, dark dungeon.

But the Wizard smiled as they were slamming shut and locking the door to his cell.

“I don’t know why you’re so jolly”, asked a prisoner who was chained up in the same cell, “If you’re in here that means you’re going to be fed to the lions in the morning”.

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll be here that long”, said the Wizard, confidently.

And, sure enough, after only five or six minutes, the palace guards who had locked him up came rushing back into his cell frantically begging, “Please, Wizard, you’ve got to help us. The princess is stuck to your flying broom and she can’t get it to stop. It just keeps whizzing round and round”.

And, when the Wizard was led back up to see the Princess, he couldn’t help but giggle because she was flying round the room at the speed of a locomotive and having to constantly duck to avoid bumping her head as the broom whizzed in and out of archways and windows and sometimes the broom would even fly backwards or turn upside down so that the Princess’s crown would fall off and her ponytail would be dragged just like a broom across the floor.

“Oh help me, someone”, she screamed, sobbing, “Somebody please, stop this terrible broom. I’m starting to feel very dizzy not to mention I think I’m going to be sick”.

But then, with no more than a snap of his fingers, the Wizard made the broom stop in mid-air and both broom and Princess came crashing down onto the palace floor with a loud clatter.

Now, you would think that the Princess would be grateful to the Wizard for saving her but instead, as soon as she had picked herself back up and put her crown back upon her head she shouted, angrily, pointing at him, “Execute the wizard this instant! Feed him to the lions!”.

However, this time the wizard didn’t wait to be arrested by the palace guards. At a click of his finger the broom rushed obediently to his hand and then, leaping upon it, he whizzed as fast as a rocket straight out of a palace window and up into the sky, shouting to the palace guards who were chasing after him, “You might want to put up with that spoiled brat but I don’t want to”.