When the Princess Rescued the Prince - fantasyREADERS

fell to her feet. “It is my dead wife come alive again,” he
shouted, running to her. “Guards! Light all the candles!
Mademoiselle, come to the throne room at once!”
“Of course, Father,” said Princess Preziosa, for she
was the golden-haired young woman. “Is something
wrong?”
At this, the poor king lost his wits and went quite
insane. “Preziosa, only you have golden hair like your
mother's. You must sit on the queen's throne. You must
marry my old servant and immediately have a son to be
my heir. I will continue in charge, and you will All Do
Exactly as I Tell You.”
Preziosa got mad. “Change the law, and I will be
your heir myself. But I will not be your puppet! And I
will not marry anyone just to produce a grandson for
you!”
“Yes, you will!” shouted the king. “You are My
daughter, and you will follow My commands.”
“No, I won't!” shouted Preziosa. And she ran and
locked herself in her room and cut off all her hair!
Soon the old nurse knocked at her door. Preziosa let
her in.
“Whatever have you done?” the nurse said, seeing the
long golden tresses all over the floor.
“My father wants a blonde puppet for the throne! He
can take this hair and stuff it!” And the princess told her
old friend everything.
The nurse hugged her and comforted her. “You are
right, this is terrible!”
“I feel like running away,” said Preziosa. “But where
could I go? The whole kingdom knows me.”