Chapter 56
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"The king was at his wits end, trying to deal with all of the trouble that the little prince caused him. The royal queen had passed away five years before, and there was no one who could stand this child for more than five minutes." Robin explained.
"Finally, he invited the wisest, most-powerful magician in the country to come and advise him on what he should do. The wise old magician agreed. Even though his old bones creaked, his mind was still sharp, and his experience, deep. But, as soon as he stepped through that door, what did he hear approaching from the distance?"
The orchestra started up again, playing the little prince's song, and Robin tap-danced along as she called out the different voices. The Prince had put pepper in the hand-washing water, frogs in the bathtub, the royal treasurer's glasses on the marble statue of his father, and let loose hundreds of bunny rabbits throughout the entire castle. When the song ended, Robin returned to her naration.
"As he laughed at the display of the guards and maids chasing the rabbits, he turned around to see whom else he could prank. His eyes soon settled upon the intruding unfamiliar figure, the magician!"
The ladies all held a hand up to their mouths as they imagined what would happen next.
"The young prince walked straight up to the magician pretending to be a page boy. 'Hello!' He said. 'Are you looking for someone?'
The old magician smiled down at the lad and replied. 'Why, yes I am. Do you know where the king is right now?'
'The king?' The Prince asked, then looked as if he were scared. 'Um...his location is a secret.'
'Do you know who would know where he is?' The magician asked.
'That is also a secret.' The prince replied with a straight face.
'What's your name, boy?' the magician asked, frowning.
'That is also a secret.' The Prince replied cheerfully.
The old magician was not a fool. His face grew dark as he soon realized what was going on. Stroking his long white beard, he announced to the Prince.
'Very well. Since you cannot answer me in honesty, then that will be all that you can answer. From now on, you cannot speak any other words.' The old magician uttered as he smote his staff upon the ground." Robin stomped her foot loudly, and the drums in the orchestra sounded like thunder.
"Then the magician waved his hand, and magical light swirled around the prince.
'If pranking's all that you can do,
your nose will grow out longer, too!
The words you spoke mischievously,
will be the only words you say!
Until you learn this lesson, true,
Your people won't remember you."
"And, with that, the magician disappeared." Robin said. The rumbling of drums stopped, all was quiet within the room.
"But he was not gone. He was simply unable to be seen. The prince checked his nose to see if it was longer, but it wasn't. 'Hmmph! Scare tactics don't work on me! My father will definitely get you to undo anything you have done to me!' He thought as he continued on his way to look around and see who else he could prank. The old magician sighed. 'It has begun.' he muttered as he followed from a distance."
Once again, Robin detailed the many pranks the young prince set up in advance for all the maids and guards in the castle, whose schedules he knew like the back of his hand. Scattering marbles down the main hallway, setting water buckets atop every door, placing glue on every council room seat, setting loose all the messenger pigeons into the audience hall: the young prince's pranking efforts did not grow lighter, but heavier.
When he had finished setting everything up. He moved to the hidden room next to the council room to await the hordes of now gullible maids and servants to encounter his great wave of pranks.
"Then, the king arrived." Robin said. The trumpets in the orchestra sounded out a royal march as Robin now stood up straight from her crouching on the floor, and put on the persona of the King.
"'Ahem! Councillors, please sit.' The King invited. And the councillors all sat down, not knowing that they had already fallen for one of the prince's pranks." Robin raised a bemused eyebrow at the audience, and some of the young ladies stifled their giggles as they recalled the prince had previously placed glue on all the council room chairs.
"The Prince placed his eye up to a peephole, which was cleverly disguised as a painting of a Hero of the kingdom. He wanted to see the councilmen's faces when they found out what had happened. But, the prince didn't realize that, just as they all sat down, maids and servants throughout the castle began falling for the Prince's pranks left and right.
"Starting with the laundry maid, many of the maids servants departing to do their duties ended up slipping on the hallway floor marbles. When they finally managed to find their way to their assigned rooms, the opening of the doors ended up getting them all drenched as the water buckets fell on top of them.
"Shrieks and yelling came from the main hall, as the knights that just finished shooing the rabbits outside of the castle, discovered the messenger pigeons flying about the audience hall. What the Prince didn't realize was that his nose was actually growing longer. All at once, it burst out of the painting he had been looking through, and smacked right into the king's seat from behind."
"OW!"
At this, Robin made a shocked expression, and rubbed her nose, and the audience laughed uproariously.
"'Guards! Grab the eavesdropper hiding behind the royal seat!' The King announced. And, when they approached the poor prince, he tried to draw away from the painting, but his nose was so long that he could no longer get it out again. Then, when the council men tried to stand up, they realized their breeches had been glued to the chairs,making them unable to move, unless they wanted to bring the heavy council chair around on their back. Even the King was not exempted.
"However, this only served to make the prince's plight more pitiful, as his nose once more grew longer, and pinned him to the back wall of the secret room. Thus, suspended between the king's chair, and the wall, he was unable to escape being caught by the soldiers. But, even they were at a loss for how to extricate the young boy from the wall. For, his nose truly was so long that, even if they did manage to get him out of that room, they wouldn't be able to get him out the door.
"Thus, seeing the lad wasn't going anywhere, the soldiers had no choice but to turn to the councilmen and help them extricate themselves from their predicaments. There were many sets of clothes that were ruined that day, but every councilmen there received a large cloak that covers the entire body. The king, since he was wearing the royal robe, was the only one able to escape the predicament by unclasping it from about his neck.
"Then, in his second-best royal robe, he finally confronted the child. By this time, they had managed to moved the royal seat, and the hero's painting, which had been previously pierced through by the poor prince. This enabled everyone to peer into the room that no one had known about before this.
The king, seeing the child's predicament, couldn't help but ask. 'Heavens, child! Why is your nose so long?'
"'I-It's a secret!' The Prince cried out, now scared that he might actually have to spend his whole life in there. But, then he stopped, puzzled. 'It's a secret?...It's a secret!? It's a se-e-e-creeet?'" Robin pantomimed the prince, trying to sound as surprised and confused as possible.
At this, the audience laughed. Now they finally understood what Robin had meant earlier, when she had answered the young lady's query. It wasn't that Robin had wanted to keep the title a secret. It was that the very title of the performance was 'It's a secret'.
"The young prince was shocked! He couldn't say anything but those three words!? The king had sharp eyes. Seeing the young lad's shocked face, and looking at his long nose that seemingly sprouted out of nowhere, the King held up a hand, motioning the boy to be silent.
"'It seems that, by all appearances, you are under a spell?' The king asked. When the prince opened his mouth to answer, The king shook his head. 'No need to try and speak, but, if you could somehow indicate yes or no, that would be appreciated.'
"The young prince nodded enthusiastically, and his nose smacked down onto the council room's table, making a loud noise, which caused the prince to tear up as his nose was once more in pain."
The audience once more chuckled as they imagined just how long the prince's nose had to be in order to get that far.
"'I take it that your nose hasn't always been this way?' The king asked, but had to duck down when the young prince shook his head, smacking several councilmen on their own heads. Trust me, it is no pleasant expreienced being suddenly smacked on the head by a nose." Robin sighed, and shook her head, which elicited another round of laughter from her audience.
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"The king was at his wits end, trying to deal with all of the trouble that the little prince caused him. The royal queen had passed away five years before, and there was no one who could stand this child for more than five minutes." Robin explained.
"Finally, he invited the wisest, most-powerful magician in the country to come and advise him on what he should do. The wise old magician agreed. Even though his old bones creaked, his mind was still sharp, and his experience, deep. But, as soon as he stepped through that door, what did he hear approaching from the distance?"
The orchestra started up again, playing the little prince's song, and Robin tap-danced along as she called out the different voices. The Prince had put pepper in the hand-washing water, frogs in the bathtub, the royal treasurer's glasses on the marble statue of his father, and let loose hundreds of bunny rabbits throughout the entire castle. When the song ended, Robin returned to her naration.
"As he laughed at the display of the guards and maids chasing the rabbits, he turned around to see whom else he could prank. His eyes soon settled upon the intruding unfamiliar figure, the magician!"
The ladies all held a hand up to their mouths as they imagined what would happen next.
"The young prince walked straight up to the magician pretending to be a page boy. 'Hello!' He said. 'Are you looking for someone?'
The old magician smiled down at the lad and replied. 'Why, yes I am. Do you know where the king is right now?'
'The king?' The Prince asked, then looked as if he were scared. 'Um...his location is a secret.'
'Do you know who would know where he is?' The magician asked.
'That is also a secret.' The prince replied with a straight face.
'What's your name, boy?' the magician asked, frowning.
'That is also a secret.' The Prince replied cheerfully.
The old magician was not a fool. His face grew dark as he soon realized what was going on. Stroking his long white beard, he announced to the Prince.
'Very well. Since you cannot answer me in honesty, then that will be all that you can answer. From now on, you cannot speak any other words.' The old magician uttered as he smote his staff upon the ground." Robin stomped her foot loudly, and the drums in the orchestra sounded like thunder.
"Then the magician waved his hand, and magical light swirled around the prince.
'If pranking's all that you can do,
your nose will grow out longer, too!
The words you spoke mischievously,
will be the only words you say!
Until you learn this lesson, true,
Your people won't remember you."
"And, with that, the magician disappeared." Robin said. The rumbling of drums stopped, all was quiet within the room.
"But he was not gone. He was simply unable to be seen. The prince checked his nose to see if it was longer, but it wasn't. 'Hmmph! Scare tactics don't work on me! My father will definitely get you to undo anything you have done to me!' He thought as he continued on his way to look around and see who else he could prank. The old magician sighed. 'It has begun.' he muttered as he followed from a distance."
Once again, Robin detailed the many pranks the young prince set up in advance for all the maids and guards in the castle, whose schedules he knew like the back of his hand. Scattering marbles down the main hallway, setting water buckets atop every door, placing glue on every council room seat, setting loose all the messenger pigeons into the audience hall: the young prince's pranking efforts did not grow lighter, but heavier.
When he had finished setting everything up. He moved to the hidden room next to the council room to await the hordes of now gullible maids and servants to encounter his great wave of pranks.
"Then, the king arrived." Robin said. The trumpets in the orchestra sounded out a royal march as Robin now stood up straight from her crouching on the floor, and put on the persona of the King.
"'Ahem! Councillors, please sit.' The King invited. And the councillors all sat down, not knowing that they had already fallen for one of the prince's pranks." Robin raised a bemused eyebrow at the audience, and some of the young ladies stifled their giggles as they recalled the prince had previously placed glue on all the council room chairs.
"The Prince placed his eye up to a peephole, which was cleverly disguised as a painting of a Hero of the kingdom. He wanted to see the councilmen's faces when they found out what had happened. But, the prince didn't realize that, just as they all sat down, maids and servants throughout the castle began falling for the Prince's pranks left and right.
"Starting with the laundry maid, many of the maids servants departing to do their duties ended up slipping on the hallway floor marbles. When they finally managed to find their way to their assigned rooms, the opening of the doors ended up getting them all drenched as the water buckets fell on top of them.
"Shrieks and yelling came from the main hall, as the knights that just finished shooing the rabbits outside of the castle, discovered the messenger pigeons flying about the audience hall. What the Prince didn't realize was that his nose was actually growing longer. All at once, it burst out of the painting he had been looking through, and smacked right into the king's seat from behind."
"OW!"
At this, Robin made a shocked expression, and rubbed her nose, and the audience laughed uproariously.
"'Guards! Grab the eavesdropper hiding behind the royal seat!' The King announced. And, when they approached the poor prince, he tried to draw away from the painting, but his nose was so long that he could no longer get it out again. Then, when the council men tried to stand up, they realized their breeches had been glued to the chairs,making them unable to move, unless they wanted to bring the heavy council chair around on their back. Even the King was not exempted.
"However, this only served to make the prince's plight more pitiful, as his nose once more grew longer, and pinned him to the back wall of the secret room. Thus, suspended between the king's chair, and the wall, he was unable to escape being caught by the soldiers. But, even they were at a loss for how to extricate the young boy from the wall. For, his nose truly was so long that, even if they did manage to get him out of that room, they wouldn't be able to get him out the door.
"Thus, seeing the lad wasn't going anywhere, the soldiers had no choice but to turn to the councilmen and help them extricate themselves from their predicaments. There were many sets of clothes that were ruined that day, but every councilmen there received a large cloak that covers the entire body. The king, since he was wearing the royal robe, was the only one able to escape the predicament by unclasping it from about his neck.
"Then, in his second-best royal robe, he finally confronted the child. By this time, they had managed to moved the royal seat, and the hero's painting, which had been previously pierced through by the poor prince. This enabled everyone to peer into the room that no one had known about before this.
The king, seeing the child's predicament, couldn't help but ask. 'Heavens, child! Why is your nose so long?'
"'I-It's a secret!' The Prince cried out, now scared that he might actually have to spend his whole life in there. But, then he stopped, puzzled. 'It's a secret?...It's a secret!? It's a se-e-e-creeet?'" Robin pantomimed the prince, trying to sound as surprised and confused as possible.
At this, the audience laughed. Now they finally understood what Robin had meant earlier, when she had answered the young lady's query. It wasn't that Robin had wanted to keep the title a secret. It was that the very title of the performance was 'It's a secret'.
"The young prince was shocked! He couldn't say anything but those three words!? The king had sharp eyes. Seeing the young lad's shocked face, and looking at his long nose that seemingly sprouted out of nowhere, the King held up a hand, motioning the boy to be silent.
"'It seems that, by all appearances, you are under a spell?' The king asked. When the prince opened his mouth to answer, The king shook his head. 'No need to try and speak, but, if you could somehow indicate yes or no, that would be appreciated.'
"The young prince nodded enthusiastically, and his nose smacked down onto the council room's table, making a loud noise, which caused the prince to tear up as his nose was once more in pain."
The audience once more chuckled as they imagined just how long the prince's nose had to be in order to get that far.
"'I take it that your nose hasn't always been this way?' The king asked, but had to duck down when the young prince shook his head, smacking several councilmen on their own heads. Trust me, it is no pleasant expreienced being suddenly smacked on the head by a nose." Robin sighed, and shook her head, which elicited another round of laughter from her audience.
"The king was at his wits end, trying to deal with all of the trouble that the little prince caused him. The royal queen had passed away five years before, and there was no one who could stand this child for more than five minutes." Robin explained."Finally, he invited the wisest, most-powerful magician in the country to come and advise him on what he should do. The wise old magician agreed. Even though his old bones creaked, his mind was still sharp, and his experience, deep. But, as soon as he stepped through that door, what did he hear approaching from the distance?"The orchestra started up again, playing the little prince's song, and Robin tap-danced along as she called out the different voices. The Prince had put pepper in the hand-washing water, frogs in the bathtub, the royal treasurer's glasses on the marble statue of his father, and let loose hundreds of bunny rabbits throughout the entire castle. When the song ended, Robin returned to her naration."As he laughed at the display of the guards and maids chasing the rabbits, he turned around to see whom else he could prank. His eyes soon settled upon the intruding unfamiliar figure, the magician!"The ladies all held a hand up to their mouths as they imagined what would happen next."The young prince walked straight up to the magician pretending to be a page boy. 'Hello!' He said. 'Are you looking for someone?'The old magician smiled down at the lad and replied. 'Why, yes I am. Do you know where the king is right now?''The king?' The Prince asked, then looked as if he were scared. 'Um...his location is a secret.''Do you know who would know where he is?' The magician asked.'That is also a secret.' The prince replied with a straight face.'What's your name, boy?' the magician asked, frowning.'That is also a secret.' The Prince replied cheerfully.The old magician was not a fool. His face grew dark as he soon realized what was going on. Stroking his long white beard, he announced to the Prince.'Very well. Since you cannot answer me in honesty, then that will be all that you can answer. From now on, you cannot speak any other words.' The old magician uttered as he smote his staff upon the ground." Robin stomped her foot loudly, and the drums in the orchestra sounded like thunder."Then the magician waved his hand, and magical light swirled around the prince.'If pranking's all that you can do,your nose will grow out longer, too!The words you spoke mischievously,will be the only words you say!Until you learn this lesson, true,Your people won't remember you.""And, with that, the magician disappeared." Robin said. The rumbling of drums stopped, all was quiet within the room."But he was not gone. He was simply unable to be seen. The prince checked his nose to see if it was longer, but it wasn't. 'Hmmph! Scare tactics don't work on me! My father will definitely get you to undo anything you have done to me!' He thought as he continued on his way to look around and see who else he could prank. The old magician sighed. 'It has begun.' he muttered as he followed from a distance."Once again, Robin detailed the many pranks the young prince set up in advance for all the maids and guards in the castle, whose schedules he knew like the back of his hand. Scattering marbles down the main hallway, setting water buckets atop every door, placing glue on every council room seat, setting loose all the messenger pigeons into the audience hall: the young prince's pranking efforts did not grow lighter, but heavier.When he had finished setting everything up. He moved to the hidden room next to the council room to await the hordes of now gullible maids and servants to encounter his great wave of pranks."Then, the king arrived." Robin said. The trumpets in the orchestra sounded out a royal march as Robin now stood up straight from her crouching on the floor, and put on the persona of the King."'Ahem! Councillors, please sit.' The King invited. And the councillors all sat down, not knowing that they had already fallen for one of the prince's pranks." Robin raised a bemused eyebrow at the audience, and some of the young ladies stifled their giggles as they recalled the prince had previously placed glue on all the council room chairs."The Prince placed his eye up to a peephole, which was cleverly disguised as a painting of a Hero of the kingdom. He wanted to see the councilmen's faces when they found out what had happened. But, the prince didn't realize that, just as they all sat down, maids and servants throughout the castle began falling for the Prince's pranks left and right."Starting with the laundry maid, many of the maids servants departing to do their duties ended up slipping on the hallway floor marbles. When they finally managed to find their way to their assigned rooms, the opening of the doors ended up getting them all drenched as the water buckets fell on top of them."Shrieks and yelling came from the main hall, as the knights that just finished shooing the rabbits outside of the castle, discovered the messenger pigeons flying about the audience hall. What the Prince didn't realize was that his nose was actually growing longer. All at once, it burst out of the painting he had been looking through, and smacked right into the king's seat from behind.""OW!"At this, Robin made a shocked expression, and rubbed her nose, and the audience laughed uproariously."'Guards! Grab the eavesdropper hiding behind the royal seat!' The King announced. And, when they approached the poor prince, he tried to draw away from the painting, but his nose was so long that he could no longer get it out again. Then, when the council men tried to stand up, they realized their breeches had been glued to the chairs,making them unable to move, unless they wanted to bring the heavy council chair around on their back. Even the King was not exempted."However, this only served to make the prince's plight more pitiful, as his nose once more grew longer, and pinned him to the back wall of the secret room. Thus, suspended between the king's chair, and the wall, he was unable to escape being caught by the soldiers. But, even they were at a loss for how to extricate the young boy from the wall. For, his nose truly was so long that, even if they did manage to get him out of that room, they wouldn't be able to get him out the door."Thus, seeing the lad wasn't going anywhere, the soldiers had no choice but to turn to the councilmen and help them extricate themselves from their predicaments. There were many sets of clothes that were ruined that day, but every councilmen there received a large cloak that covers the entire body. The king, since he was wearing the royal robe, was the only one able to escape the predicament by unclasping it from about his neck."Then, in his second-best royal robe, he finally confronted the child. By this time, they had managed to moved the royal seat, and the hero's painting, which had been previously pierced through by the poor prince. This enabled everyone to peer into the room that no one had known about before this.The king, seeing the child's predicament, couldn't help but ask. 'Heavens, child! Why is your nose so long?'"'I-It's a secret!' The Prince cried out, now scared that he might actually have to spend his whole life in there. But, then he stopped, puzzled. 'It's a secret?...It's a secret!? It's a se-e-e-creeet?'" Robin pantomimed the prince, trying to sound as surprised and confused as possible.At this, the audience laughed. Now they finally understood what Robin had meant earlier, when she had answered the young lady's query. It wasn't that Robin had wanted to keep the title a secret. It was that the very title of the performance was 'It's a secret'."The young prince was shocked! He couldn't say anything but those three words!? The king had sharp eyes. Seeing the young lad's shocked face, and looking at his long nose that seemingly sprouted out of nowhere, the King held up a hand, motioning the boy to be silent."'It seems that, by all appearances, you are under a spell?' The king asked. When the prince opened his mouth to answer, The king shook his head. 'No need to try and speak, but, if you could somehow indicate yes or no, that would be appreciated.'"The young prince nodded enthusiastically, and his nose smacked down onto the council room's table, making a loud noise, which caused the prince to tear up as his nose was once more in pain."The audience once more chuckled as they imagined just how long the prince's nose had to be in order to get that far."'I take it that your nose hasn't always been this way?' The king asked, but had to duck down when the young prince shook his head, smacking several councilmen on their own heads. Trust me, it is no pleasant expreienced being suddenly smacked on the head by a nose." Robin sighed, and shook her head, which elicited another round of laughter from her audience.
