How to tarnish a classic fairy tale

Hugh poured out his love for Dean, settled him down, turned around and sneaked into the residence of the princess.No one found him.

"What are you going to do!" Before Rachel had time to call for help, Maris pointed a sword at her throat.

"Your Highness," Maris said calmly, "I need your necklace, please give it to me."

"You slave who committed crimes below! Come..."

Her shout was blocked in her throat, and Maris mercilessly grabbed her neck and pulled off her necklace.

"No—" Rachel yelled in despair, watching as the necklace was crushed by Mareth's foot.

***

At the wedding, the princess looked pale.

She also took a chance, hoping that the Rumpelstilt's magic would last for a while.

However, no matter how much she deceived herself, the prince always looked normal and did not say anything stupid.

"Will you be his wife, loving him, and being faithful to him, in spite of his poverty, disease, or disability?"

"I would." Rachel said absently.

"Will you be her husband, love her, and be faithful to her, despite her poverty, disease, or disability?"

"I don't want to." Dean said calmly.

The guests were in an uproar, Rachel looked at him in disbelief, and suddenly staggered and passed out.

The wedding fell into chaos and eventually fell through, becoming the biggest scandal of the year for the royal family.

"You bastard!" In the palace, the king was so angry that he almost stabbed Dean in the hole. "You chose the target yourself. No matter what, you are responsible to the end. You can't let the common people see the jokes of the royal family!"

"I'm not getting married!" said Dean firmly.

"Your Majesty," Marius knelt down, "I have something important to report to you."

……

"How is this possible!" The king looked in disbelief, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"So, I took people to the princess's former home to search for evidence, and found it in the fireplace..."

The three charred black skeletons were fragmentary and their original appearance could not be seen.

"The princess' stepmother and two older sisters have been missing for a long time, and the princess did not go looking for them."

***

"Rumpettes! Come out!" Rachel opened her eyes as soon as the others left.

Fortunately, she was able to avoid an interrogation by pretending to be dizzy.

"Ugly girl, what do you want me to do?" The ugly guy fell from the ceiling without a sound.

"Your necklace is broken, give me another one." Rachel said impatiently.

"Oh, hehe," the dwarf monster looked bitterly, "there is only one precious treasure, and now you have broken it, how can I make up for it?"

"We had an agreement!" Rachel panicked, "You must help me!"

"Don't be stupid," said Rumpoli impatiently, "and don't try to threaten my lord. I can't help you if the agreement is cancelled."

"What, you are not omnipotent..."

"Oh," the dwarf monster said to himself with a gloomy expression, "I didn't expect it, the kiss of true love, hehe. That's fine, my goal has been achieved..."

Rachel was very pale.

"Goodbye," Rumpelstilt waved his hand and grinned, "or rather, never again. Pay for your ambition!"

Rachel literally passed out.

***

The newlywed princess died of a sudden illness, which became a new hot topic in the streets and alleys.

"Poor princess," someone said.

"Poor prince..."

"Marius?" Dean lay on the grass, looking at the sky, "Probably no girl wants to marry me, what do you think?"

"There will be, Your Highness."

"Call me Dean." The prince stood up, "Draw your sword, let's compete!"

So Marius and Dean were back and forth on the grass, comparing swords.

"Actually, I like you." Dean said suddenly when he was about to lose.

Marius was inattentive and was thrown onto the grass by Dean.

"What did you say?" he asked in disbelief.

Dean actually gave him a kiss.

"It tastes good, what do you think?" he said lively.

"Your Highness..."

"Call me Dean!"

Marius gave in.

He hugged Dean reflexively, deepening the kiss with action.

***

After the death of the king, the prince came to the throne, never married and had no heirs.

There is only one loyal knight who is always by his side.

Frog prince

If you ask who is the most beautiful person in the kingdom, the answer is probably "the youngest daughter of the king", the beginning of fairy tales, folk tales, magic legends... It seems to be an unwritten law that a beauty must be pampered and possessed Wealth is directly proportional to beauty, so the butcher's daughter who is naturally beautiful can only look at herself in front of the water basin and feel sorry for herself, while the king's daughter must be the youngest one (the youngest should be the most favored), even if she has an upturned nose It has attracted countless handsome princes to flock to - princes and princesses are born to be the best match.

Unfortunately, however, the king in our story had only twelve sons as strong as calves, with the exception of the youngest.So without specifying the gender, of course the most beautiful person in the kingdom became "the youngest son of the king".

The youngest prince is only sixteen, and he deserves this praise—his skin that has not been exposed to the sun and rain since childhood is as translucent as an egg that has been peeled off its shell, and his thick and long eyelashes are like two small fans. His figure is not like his elder brothers who are eleven tall, five tall and three thick, but rather petite.The delicate little prince is naturally the darling of the king, queen, and even the people of the whole country. When mentioning him, everyone will sincerely admire: "Oh, our little prince, that is such a delicate beauty! I don't know which lucky princess can Capture his heart!" It's a pity that although the little prince is "famous", those equally delicate princesses are more fond of his big brothers.This is normal, who wants to choose a husband who is weaker and more beautiful than himself?No matter how good-looking he is.

The king has a queen, and all eleven brothers have princesses. The little prince is very lonely. Even though he is loved by the whole country, he still feels very lost.Before the lost little prince had time to develop autism, he first developed a hobby that is difficult for normal people to understand-he likes to play ball.Don't get me wrong, the ball here is a real ball, not a reference that can only be understood but cannot be explained in words, nor is it a fierce competitive sport on the field.According to the little prince, he just likes to throw the ball in the air and catch it.The king quickly expressed his support for the little prince's only hobby, and ordered the craftsmen to refine the purest gold in the country, and made a golden ball the size of an egg for the little prince.Everyone knows that this exquisite golden ball engraved with intricate patterns is the little prince's favorite, because he would take it with him every day to avoid the crowd and run to the forest behind the palace to play for a long time.Everyone thinks that the golden ball is unique and priceless, which is very commensurate with the noble status of the little prince.Of course, the weight of a golden ball is not light. As for why the little prince's slender arms have not developed strong biceps, everyone chooses to ignore it.

The forest behind the palace has a long history. Although the area is small, the trees are tall and dense.There is a well in the depths of the forest. It is not known which extinct dynasty left behind. The well platform has been polished smooth and shiny.The little prince thought that the place he had chosen was so perfect that no one would notice it, but he didn't expect that when he started playing ball, there was a guy in the well who was always depressed.

Don't get it wrong, this is not a supernatural text.That guy is just a frog.But this frog is not an ordinary frog. He has lived at the bottom of the well for hundreds of years (you said it was not a supernatural text?).He is not the protagonist who sits in a well and watches the sky. His previous experience is beyond your imagination.As for why he lived so long, he probably has to thank a bad-tempered witch.

The former frog was also an out-and-out prince, and his handsome face attracted the face-controlling witch to confess his love.But of course the prince wants to be with the princess, and accepting the witch's confession does not seem to meet the worldly expectations, so the prince naturally rejected her.The witch who failed in her confession was very unhappy. Based on the principle of not getting it and not benefiting others, she waved her magic wand and turned the handsome prince into a frog.

"Hmph, wait for your princess to go!" These were the original words of the witch.The prince understood it to mean that the curse could only be lifted when the noble princess was willing to marry him.But how could a princess be willing to marry a frog?The prince deeply understood this truth, sighed, and decided to commit suicide by throwing himself into the well.But he was a frog, so the prince who survived sadly settled down in the well.As time went by, the effect of the curse gradually weakened, and it only needed a kiss from the princess to break it, but the prince didn't want others to see him at all, and he never came out of the well.

While he was doing his duty as an old frog that would never see the light of day, he heard a strange sound coming from the well.The voice was intermittent, weak, tactful... tortuous, harassing him every day, almost driving the poor prince who turned into a frog out of a nervous breakdown.The frog didn't want to be a crazy frog, so he finally couldn't help it, and jumped out of the well angrily!

God!The angry frog stared petrifiedly at the rose-like face in front of him, and felt that he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary!

This, why suddenly popped out a frog!The little prince stopped moaning and groaning shyly, and kept pushing the golden ball with his fingers. The high-spirited little prince nodded tremblingly, and the transparent liquid dripped onto the frog's head.

frog:"……"

little Prince:"……"

"Ahem!" The frog cleared his throat and successfully stopped the little prince from chasing him away, "You—"

The little prince's eyes widened, his fingers could not move