A few months ago, my son asked me why he had never seen a fairy tale that involved a woman or child.
I laughed and said I had seen many, many fairy tales.
A few days later, he told me about his favorite.
The stories of the princesses and princesses, of the elves and elves, of their husbands and their lovers.
But these were stories of love.
And of longing.
For a time, I wondered if he was right.
Could this really be a fairy story?
The answer to both questions was yes.
In the days and weeks to come, my sons and I would take turns reading the stories.
One afternoon, I sat him down to play with a story I’d found online, a tale called The Last Princess.
It was set in the 19th century and the story begins with a princess called Belle, who, after being exiled to the icy North, returns home to find her father dead and the King of Hearts, a white-haired, blue-eyed, and fair-haired man.
When the King is killed, Belle and her friends travel to the North to seek his vengeance.
They soon discover that they are cursed with a deadly curse that makes them incapable of love, even the love of their own people.
Belle’s father, the King, is a handsome man, but he is also secretly a murderous tyrant.
He kidnaps Belle and steals her treasure, but Belle is only as good as her love for her father.
Soon, Belle is captured by the King and taken to a secret castle, where she is tortured and forced to confess her love to him.
With the help of her brother, Prince Charming, the Princesses try to break free, but their attempt is thwarted by the jealous King and his men.
After escaping, Belle goes to the castle to ask for help, but the King demands to know who she really is.
Can Belle be saved?
Yes, she can.
She sets off on a quest to reclaim her true love, and with the help and help of Charming and the other princesses along the way, Belle becomes the first true princess.
While I’m not entirely certain I understand the nature of the curse, I can definitely relate to the need for Belle to be redeemed.
My son, a man of few words, has had a difficult childhood.
His father died of a heart attack and his mother died of cancer when he was four years old.
All of this, of course, was traumatic.
This is why I’m a fan of fairy tales and I’ve been reading a lot of them over the past few years.
However, as a reader, it has been an especially challenging year.
As the holidays approach, I was worried about the holidays and how my sons would cope with it.
Thankfully, they have not.
Every year, I find myself feeling overwhelmed by the anticipation of the holidays, especially the ones where I don’t feel like writing.
Even though I have a lot on my plate this year, my kids have not been overwhelmed.
Because of this and the fact that my husband and I live in an apartment, it’s difficult to spend time with them.
Fortunately, our kids have also become our biggest Christmas cheer ambassadors.
We’ve had them take a few pictures of the Christmas tree, sing a few songs, and take a picture together.
Recently, our sons and the kids in our family visited my family and were thrilled to be able to hang out with us.
Not only are they very excited about it, but I am.
Although my kids are young and they haven’t yet started reading, they are very curious about their surroundings.
During one of our visits to the neighborhood, they told me they were excited to see the houses with white crosses on them, and I told them about the stories about the characters and the stories of their parents.
So, I decided to ask them to share their favorites.
Their answers are in italics.
Here are the ones that stuck out to me the most: 1.
Anna from Little Shop of Horrors “Anna’s the most fun-loving little girl in the book.
Her fairy tale friends are so much fun to read about.
I can’t wait to see what kind of Christmas they’re having.
Ginnie from The Little Mermaid “Ginnie is the kind of character who has to be told off.
There’s no other Disney character that could make me laugh more than Ginnie.”
Kiki from The Lion King “I’m not the type to tell stories with a lot more heart than Gogo.
I know it’s hard to believe, but it’s true.
Kristoff is the heart and soul