The Princess Bee (not an alternative fairy tale)

Two months ago, I entered the NYC Short Story Challenge. I was given a genre, Fairy tale; I was given a character, a beekeeper, and finally I was given a subject, a duel. I must admit that I was everything but thrilled about this heat. I really wasn't in the mood of writing a fairy tale, especially as one of our bunnies died that day. I am not even mentioning it was a very tough week for the free world and women in particular.I just received the results, and unfortunately, my story didn't make it to the second round. I am still waiting on receiving the feedback from the judges. It was a long shot, as this story is quite political. Nevertheless, I want to share it with you,Here it is.The Princess Bee(Not an alternative fairy tale)This is the story of a princess saving her kingdom and all the women from the greed and the barbarity of a monstrous imposter.Once upon a time in a far faraway land, an awful swollen orange headed monster took the throne by force and proclaimed himself king. The imposter was so infatuated with his own importance that he renamed the kingdom Bigly Land.As soon as he accessed the power, with the help of his infamous sorcerer, he cast a spell over the realm making all the women mute and keeping them prisoners of their own home. At the same time, all the men where transformed into swollen orange headed soldiers. Their purpose was to keep their wives submissive and treat them as reproductive machines, so the king could increase his army of swollen orange headed monsters and invade other realms. He decreed an endless series of curses and resolutions, turning everything beautiful into misery. Only five minutes had past since he took the power and the kingdom already looked like a graveyard.The swollen orange headed king decided he should marry a princess so he would look a little more legitimate, but all of them refused. He then plotted a vicious revenge.- “ You don't want to marry me, very well! You're going to work for me night and day and make me a fortune! I will be the richest and the greatest king of the entire world. I will be a Kingly.”The sorcerer, raised to the rank of chancellor, metamorphosed the princesses into bees. The evil king then requisitioned all the hives, kept them in the castle's most secured room, and assigned each princess a hive of which they would be the queen. They would spend the rest of their life giving birth to more and more bees and producing royal honey which he planned to sell at a exorbitant price, having now the monopoly of honey.All the princesses but one. Golden Honey, the former king's youngest daughter, who was a very clever young lady, had hid herself behind the curtains when the swollen orange headed monster abducted and cursed her sisters. Unfortunately, the curse also affected her and she transformed into a bee. She saw the opportunity to fly out of a window before they got all sealed and took it. There was no way she would have let anyone locked her up for ever. She had to seek for help, come back, fight, defeat the imposter and restore peace into the realm.She started a long and tedious journey around the kingdom, meeting refusals every-where she went. She begged the bee keepers; who had been ripped off their trade, their hives, their beloved bees by the evil king, but they were too scared of the king's fury if he ever discovered the plan. None of them agreed to help her.Golden Honey was desperate. What could she do? She was alone, she was minuscule and powerless. Feeling defeated, she wandered into neighbouring kingdoms, slept in foreign forests, drank at crystal waters and climbed unreachable mountains from where she dreamt of her lost happiness, admiring a sunrise her sisters will never get to see again unless she found a solution.As she was lost in her nostalgic thoughts, she didn't hear the bee keeper approaching.“What are you doing here little bee?” He whispered slowly reaching out to her with his hand, “Don't be scared. I am not going to hurt you.”The princess bee told him her story: the putsch, her father's murder, the swollen orange headed imposter, the curse, her sisters' abduction and the kind of slavery they were living. The bee keeper was moved by her tears and the terrible hardship she and her kingdom were going through. He promised to help Golden Honey and brought her to his home, where she could rest and regained strength amongst his beloved bees, while they would figure out a plan.A few days later, once the princess bee had rebuilt her spirit, Golden Honey, the bee keeper and his bees started their march towards the lost kingdom. They walked during the night and slept during the day, taking shelter in fairies’ land so no one would see them coming and give the alarm to the swollen orange headed monster's army.They arrived near the castle at dusk and hid in the trees near the fortifications, where they waited for the town to be asleep. Golden Honey and her little army could hardly contain their anger when they heard several swollen orange headed soldiers passing by, laughing, drinking, talking of how now they were ruling the kingdom, and how great it was to come back home to a mute wife, beat her, rape her, and being congratulated by the new king for it.Once the streets were clear of those disgusting misogynists, Princess bee and her army of bees flew over the ramparts and unlocked the gate, so that the bee keeper could enter the town. The bees attacked all the guards, creating a diversion so that Golden Honey and the bee keeper could sneak into the castle without being seen. As the swollen orange headed army was fighting outside the walls, the Princess bee and her friend rushed up the stairs, straight to the dungeon where the princesses were jailed. They were stopped by the door which was protected by an invisible shield.Golden Honey slipped into the key hole, leaving the bee keeper behind to stand guard.The swollen orange headed imposter was deeply asleep, snoring and lying on a bed made of money. The hives were scattered all around the room, each with a tap attached so the royal honey could constantly run and fill the royal treasure. The princesses, all excited at the sight of their sister, yelled with joy and hope, which woke up the king.“What's all that noise. Quiet females! Go back to work!- Not happening, said Golden Honey while flying around his head.- Who are you? Why aren't you locked in the hives? How did you escape?- I am Golden Honey, youngest princess of the kingdom and the woman who is going to defeat you.”She then started a dance over his head. He tried to beat her, cut her, slice her with his sword, unsuccessfully. The Princess bee was too fast and too small. In front! Behind! To his right! To his left! The evil king was getting dizzy as Golden Honey kept flying around him, landing on his head, his nose, tickling his nostrils, making noise in his ears. He then started to slap himself in the hope of smashing her. Right cheek! Left cheek! Right cheek! Missed again! Because of his constant self-beating his head became bigger, redder and heavier. He lost balanced and fell. Golden Honey took this opportunity to sting his throat. The swollen orange head monster's head swelled, swelled, swelled like a balloon and exploded.As soon as the monster died, the curses were lifted. Golden Honey and her sisters meta-morphosed back into delicate princesses. The dungeon's door opened, and the bee keeper followed by his wonderful army of bees, entered the room, kneeled in front of the Princess bee and swore allegiance to their new queen. At the same moment, all around the realm, the swollen orange headed soldiers exploded too — only those who hadn’t abused their wives transformed back into decent men, the others died —, and all the women of the kingdom were set free.Golden Honey and the bee keeper formed a free exchange alliance between their realms. They decided that honey should only be produced by free and happy bees, that women wouldn't have to marry anymore nor have children if they didn't want to, and that boys would be raised to respect women.The Queen bee and the bee keeper lived happily ever after, in a childless, loving and respectful open relationship (and had sex with whom the fuck they wanted without being accountable to anyone but themselves).THE BEGINNING
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Published on March 20, 2017 21:43
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