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A Fairy Tale
SaraBeth loved to play in the woods behind her house. Even though she was there almost every day, there was always something new and exciting. Now she ran through the woods, trailing the streamers of her princess wand behind her. She was so excited to see the sparkles on her streamers that she didn’t watch where she was going and she tumbled over the ring of toadstools before she knew what had happened.
Letting out a tiny shriek, she threw out her hands, attempting to save herself from landing on her face. When she sat back up, she giggled. In front of her was a group of tiny, winged beings. They fluttered back and forth in front of her, in a tizzy because of her appearance.
“Silence!” one of them ordered and the group subsided; settling down to the ground. A few wings still beat, but they all stayed land bound. “Where did the human child come from?”
One of fairies bobbed a curtsy. “Your Majesty, she tumbled in from outside.”
“It’s a blessing! A blessing!” the others shouted.
“It is,” the Queen said in a calm voice. “Child, what is your name?”
“SaraBeth. Please, Your Majesty, I didn’t mean to interrupt,” SaraBeth said.
“Children are always welcome,” the Queen said with a smile. “And it is a blessing on this happy day.” She patted the ground next to her throne. “Come, Child, come sit beside me.”
SaraBeth looked around before carefully crawling over to sit cross-legged beside the Queen. “Please, Your Majesty, I don’t want to stay here. I didn’t mean to tumble into the fairy ring.”
“Oh, you precious child, we don’t want to keep you forever. We simply want you to stay for the wedding,” the Queen explained.
“I can go then?” SaraBeth asked carefully. “After the wedding?”
“Absolutely,” the Queen assured her. “Will you stay for the ceremony?”
“Oh, yes, please!” SaraBeth bounced a little where she was sitting. “That would be very nice.”
“Very well then.” The Queen regally raised her hand. “Return to your places.”
There was a moment of scrambling; wings fluttering and fairies leaping and dashing as they scrambled back into position. Within moments, the group was arranged with two fairies crowned with flowers standing before the Queen and SaraBeth. They bowed to the two before them, then joined hands.
One of the other fairies stepped forward with a flowered vine in her hands. “Your Majesty, Shaylee and Aengus have come before you to pledge themselves to each other. They will honor and respect each other. And turn to no one but each other.”
“Do you hold these promises to be true?” the Queen asked. “Do you promise before your friends and your Queen?”
“Yes, your Majesty,” the two answered in unison.
“Finvarra, the binding,” the Queen commanded. The fairy who had spoken first stepped towards the two with the vine. As she began to wind it around their wrists, the Queen spoke again, “Let this vine be a symbol of your commitment and promise. As it now binds you together, let it remind you that you are stronger together. Do you promise to work as one?”
“Yes, your Majesty,” they answered.
“Do you promise to look to each other first for support and love, but never to forget you have support in your friends and family beside you?” the Queen asked.
“Yes, your Majesty,” they answered.
“Then I see no reason not to declare this binding official,” she decided. “We welcome the new pairing to our court!”
SaraBeth clapped along with the other fairies as they cheered and clapped as Shaylee and Aengus pressed their noses together before kissing chastely. “Oh that was lovely!” she exclaimed.
The two stepped closer now; Shaylee blushing prettily as she ducked her head a bit. “Thank you for staying for our wedding, SaraBeth,” she said.
“Thank you for having me,” the little girl replied. She held her princess wand out to the young fairy. “I’d like you to have this.”
“I can’t accept that,” Shaylee said, looking to the Queen for direction.
“Go ahead,” the Queen said. “She is giving it of her own free will. And you should always accept a gift freely given.” The Queen waved Finvarra forward. “Finvarra will escort you home, SaraBeth. And you are always welcome here.”
SaraBeth got to her feet, carefully curtsying. “Thank you, your Majesty.” With a wave to the other fairies who were cheerfully celebrating the nuptials, she followed Finvarra from the fairy ring; already planning her return and what adventures she might have.