Reading Beauty
He would've kissed me to waken me, a tradition of dubious morality, but there was no need. I have my own little bit of witchcraft and better things to do than sleeping. I make a point of turning a page. He stares at me. I'm sure he wasn't expecting me to be sitting up in bed, hair disheveled, decidedly awake.
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"The spell is broken?" He finally speaks "How can this be? My princess, it has been years since you were last seen."
I shrug. "I suppose she knew what she was doing when she imprisoned me in a tower with a library."
The End
This story was first published on Thursday, January 21st, 2016
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