When we last left our story, Kelley, dripping with goat milk, was pitching the mother of all fits in the middle of the country lane for the entire world to see. Not ladylike – at all!
Not being a shrinking violet, Kelley, once she had recovered from the initial shock of being pounced upon by this little goblin, immediately flew into a rage. Red hair on end she berated the little man with a string of curses and scoldings such as had seldom been heard by the innocent woodland folk or forest animals before. Stamping her feet and shaking her fist, she would have raged on for an untold length of time if the most extraordinary thing hadn’t happened….
Without warning, she suddenly and inexplicably lost her voice! Oh, she was still shouting only now nothing was coming out. It took a few moments for this fact to reach her, being in such a temper she was incapable of noticing anything, but once it did, she clapped her hands over her mouth and ceased saying anything at all.
For a few moments there was blessed silence. The birds began to chirp softly and the woodland creatures went back to their business. And in the road Kelley, hands over her mouth, eyeballs bugging from her head, stood like a statue. It was at this point that the little man stepped forward and began to speak.
And what he said changed the course of her life from that point forward. He pointed out the small mark that had been on her right ankle since birth – it resembled a diamond. He informed her that was a Royal Mark and that she had been chosen. The next years would be years of great change as she underwent a transformation… no, not into a Vamp! But into a Princess. A true Princess. Not the dumbed-down Princesses that are written about in children’s tales. Every good tale comes from actual facts and princess fairy tales are no exception.
But unlike those Princesses, a true Princess has powers and is a bit like the yin to a Vamp’s yang. An equal force of light and for good against the forces of dark and scary things that do more than just go bump in the night!
It would be a number of years before Kelley would complete her transformation and until that time, she was to be silent. No speaking, no words, and no shrieking obscenities at odd little men in the roadway. She would know the transformation was complete when she once again had the power of speech.
Before he left, the little man, who had by this point introduced himself as Bronson, handed Kelley a thick book and told her to study it well. Then, before she quite knew what had happened, he vanished, POOF! in a puff of purple smoke.
Kelley sank to the ground, dumbfounded. Even if she had been capable of speech, she would have been rendered speechless. A Princess? HER? What?
After sitting for some time in an attempt to make sense of this bewildering turn of events, Kelley rose to her feet and headed for home. And to the myriad of questions that were sure to arise once it became apparent that she could no longer speak….
What will happen as Kelley transforms? What will her parents say when they realize she cannot speak? Who WAS that odd little man? And what is in the book that Kelley carries with her? These questions will be answered in the weeks to come as we continue the story of Princess Kelley and Soapies Supplies.