Chapter Four Marriage & Family

                                                                  

              

                It was the evening before the wedding, and as best man, I was going over everything that was 

to be with my father, Prince Baltimore Darwin.  Of course, along with me were Ivory and Peter, Ivory 

being the only lady in the palace.  It was explained to me more clearly that Peter was my property.

While Ivory was my familiar, there to serve and protect me, she was not there like Peter was.

              On the wedding day, I was to wear nothing but a hooded robe and sandals. This is what 

everyone in the wedding party would be wearing.   To which I asked, "Does that include the flower girl 

and ring bearer?"

              To which my Father put his hand on my head and ever so lovingly stated, "Little Prince, truly

you do not yet understand the customs of Magic Land, for when the wedding march plays, the rose 

petals (or whatever flower petals are used0  magicaly apprear before the bride's path.  As for the rings,

well, they just appear in mid-air.  It is all done out of pure magic."

               I rested my fist on my chin and just said, "I guess I will just have to wait and find out what you

are talking about."

                Peter turned to Ivory and said. "I tried to explain this stuff to him, but he would not listen to

 me."

                Peter and Ivory were in a high tower, along with the Prince's familiar, a cat named Sam, 

watching out for the morning light while baying at the four moons.  In the meantime, the Prince and 

I chatted about events that were to be in the future.

               In the morning light, all the meetings of the previous night were closed, so that the six of us.

(this included the King) could have a magical breakfast.  This breakfast consisted of oats. pancakes,

hash browns, sausage, ham. Bacon, grits, coffee, pork chops, and cream of wheat. It was supposed to 

keep a person filled up between 5 AM and 2 PM, or perhaps give them an upset stomach.  It about put

this poor boy to sleep, or perhaps it was the wedding.  

                The prince then snapped his fingers, and the breakfast dishes and leftovers all disappeared.  

He then clasped me tightly and said, "twitch twatch sqatch!'

                  He did this to make sure our wedding clothes were put on correctly.  Though I felt like a 

toddler, not being able to dress myself.  He then took what appeared to be an aspirin and transported all

six of us to the King's castle.   Father told Peter, Ivory, and Sam to go out and wait in the lobby while

He & I  went into another room to await the wedding.

                 As the wedding began, the royal anthem was played, which brought the King out in all of his

rapturous glory.  After that, a mystical song was played which brought my Father, the Prince, and me

out.  Then the wedding march was played, and magically enough, rose petals transported themselves on 

the path for my momma to walk on, and golden rings danced in the air.  After that, my Momma and her 

court came dancing down the wedding path.  

                 The King came out and said, "This is a glorious occasion, for my son has finally decided to 

get married, making it a happy day for both the houses of  Darwin and Bloodstone."

                 The King then went on for a two hour dicourse before asking my mother if she would

like to become the wife of the Duke of Education, making her the Duchess of Education?"  

                 To which my mother, Rosetta, said. "It is as you say."

                  The King then turned to his son and said, "Is it your wish to make Rosetta your wife and by 

so doing make her the Duchess of Education?"

                  To which the Duke of Education said, "It is as you say."

                   He then gave permission to take the rings out of the air and place them on the finger of the 

other. and give (what I took as a joke) an eternal kiss.  I say I took it as a joke since the kiss lasted five

minutes.  The King then turns to me during all this time while reporters were there and asks me if

it was my wish to become a member of the Darwin Household.   To which I replied, "It is as

you say."

               The King made a royal decree that I would no longer be known as Michael Bloodstone, but

Prince Michael Darwin.  This was placed in all the newspapers and history books.  Part of making me

the Royal House of Darwin was giving me a royal robe and ring to wear.  Then all stayed for a royal

dinner.  The meal consisted of: Ham, Steak, Lobster, Crab, potatoes, yams, corn on the cob, salad,  and 

a goblet of wine.  Of which I did not choose to eat.  So my father came to me to ask me what was 

wrong, whether I was sick or something? 

             I told him, "I am not sick, just still full from breakfast."

             He told me to eat no matter how full I was, just think of the starving children where you come

from.

             I was surprised that as soon as the food here disappeared, it reappeared, and that went for the 

wine too.  I was then told that my parents were going to the land of the centaurs for a couple of days.

I was furthermore told by my father, Darwin, that I would be staying with my grandfather, so behave.

I was furthermore told that I was to do whatever he said without limits, and he had permission to spank 

me if he saw the need to.

               They went on to the Land of the Centaurs, and left Ivory, Peter, and me with Grandpa, the

King of the Witches.  So I turned to my newfound grandfather and said, "So you are the King of the 

Witches! 

              To that, the King of the Witches replied, "Yes, and more than that, for I am ruler to all who

 dwell here.  From what I understand your a Prince of the Land of  Magic. Someday, you may even be 

King of the Witches.  To do so, however, you will first of all have to recite the Lord's Prayer.  Not only 

that, but recite it when you are tested under fire.   Most are incapable of doing such a thing. You will 

learn more about that in the History of Magic Land."

          . To that I replied, "That is very interesting, your royal highness!"

             At which point he told me to call him grampa, or he would start calling me Prince Michael.

              I had no other choice but to apologize and call the king grandpa.   Peter was looking at the 

newspaper and noticed the royal decree about Michal was put on the front page, and the rest of the 

wedding was put on the celebrity page.  Even though Peter thought this should be brought to the 

attention of the king, The king couldn't care less.

              The Kings exact word's was, "that the newspaper was written for the common man and as long

as I'm not misquoted, I couldn't care less."

              We assured him that he was quoted correctly.

              To which he said, "Good to misquote someone, especially me, is a capital offence.  It could 

have one put to death.   I do not have time to write everything ever writtenthat is why I pay people to 

do it for me."

             In the meantime, my parents were doing what any honeymooners do off in the Land of the 

Centaurs, they were making out.  Dad went to the King of the Centaurs and did his best to buy a pair

of Centaurs from him.  The King of the Centaurs picked a poor couple who lived off Welfare to live

 with them and be their pets to live with them for the rest of their lives.  Now, while this may have

 worked out well for the King of the Centaurs, it brought tears to those who had been sold into slavery.

 Dad reassured everyone that it would be okay because he would exercise them more and put them on a

 better diet.  They would also have excellent health care.  After saying that, they rode off on their 

Centaurs named Cinnamon and Jethro.

               I might add that in the morning, the four of them woke up in Dad's Castle.   The three of us 

found ourselves in the cafeteria awaiting breakfast.  For today was the 21st of January, and classes 

would soon begin.  The first class I would be taking would be the History of Magic Land. 

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