Once upon a time there lived a beautiful princess and her not so beautiful sister. Like any sisters they got along quite swimingly some days, and not so much others. Unlike many princesses you hear about, neither their mother or father were dead, but rather they simply lived in opposite ends of the castle. You see, the King and Queen couldn't stand to be around each other.
In the next kingdom over, there lived a handsome prince. He grew up being best friends with the not so beautiful princess. They did everything together. Much to the chagrin of her mother, for playing with princes often includes not so lady like things, such as playing in the mud and having sword fights with sticks. However, the not so beautiful princess didn't care, for the prince was her best and only friend.
As they tend to do, when the princesses got older, they began to be drawn to people of the opposite gender persuasion. Now, the prince and the not so beautiful princess (mind you, she was not ugly, just not as beautiful as her sister), were perfectly compatable in every way. The princess recognized this as did all of her courtiers. Everyone, including the King and Queen just knew that the 2 of them would one day be wed.
But no! The prince, operating as most princes do, didn't care to see the life that he could have with the not so beautiful princess. So he ended up marrying the beautiful princess. Her sister was devastated. She knew there would be no one else who would so perfectly compliment who she was.
Oh, and the king and queen split up.
And the family dog died.
And eventually the prince grew to regret his choice. Still not recognizing the compatibility between him and Not So Beautiful. But he did realize how incompatible Beautiful and he were. So they also split. And the prince spent the rest of his days in misery chasing down an ideal that was absurd and could never exist.
Not So Beautiful went on to marry, but carried always in her heart the wounds of rejection from the prince.
Beautiful was just a bad word.
The end.
And that my friends is probably closer to reality than any other fairy tale you will encounter.
In the next kingdom over, there lived a handsome prince. He grew up being best friends with the not so beautiful princess. They did everything together. Much to the chagrin of her mother, for playing with princes often includes not so lady like things, such as playing in the mud and having sword fights with sticks. However, the not so beautiful princess didn't care, for the prince was her best and only friend.
As they tend to do, when the princesses got older, they began to be drawn to people of the opposite gender persuasion. Now, the prince and the not so beautiful princess (mind you, she was not ugly, just not as beautiful as her sister), were perfectly compatable in every way. The princess recognized this as did all of her courtiers. Everyone, including the King and Queen just knew that the 2 of them would one day be wed.
But no! The prince, operating as most princes do, didn't care to see the life that he could have with the not so beautiful princess. So he ended up marrying the beautiful princess. Her sister was devastated. She knew there would be no one else who would so perfectly compliment who she was.
Oh, and the king and queen split up.
And the family dog died.
And eventually the prince grew to regret his choice. Still not recognizing the compatibility between him and Not So Beautiful. But he did realize how incompatible Beautiful and he were. So they also split. And the prince spent the rest of his days in misery chasing down an ideal that was absurd and could never exist.
Not So Beautiful went on to marry, but carried always in her heart the wounds of rejection from the prince.
Beautiful was just a bad word.
The end.
And that my friends is probably closer to reality than any other fairy tale you will encounter.
Terrible! Absolutely terrible.
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