By P.K. Silverson
© Copyright 2009
By The Author
All Rights Reserved
Not so long ago and not so far away, there lived a good and powerful king.
He was a good and powerful king because he ruled with a light touch and an even hand. He commanded an army of crack troops who kept the realm free of unnecessary scourge. His tax assessors tended to his business fairly, so as not to burden his subjects too heavily.
As a result, the land prospered under his benign leadership.
Because he was such a good and powerful king, he was loved and admired by all, starting right in his own home. His wife, the fair and lovely queen, was quite devoted to him, as was his daughter, the young and beautiful princess.
The young and beautiful princess had been a young and beautiful princess from birth, which came as a surprise to absolutely no one at all, because her father, the good and powerful king, was also the handsomest man in the land. This happy circumstance was the work of his father, the good and powerful king before him, who had wisely chosen as wife for his son the fairest bride in the realm.
The young and beautiful princess lacked for nothing. Her childhood was one of great happiness. She came through her learning years reasonably well adjusted.
Because she had everything money could buy, it was expected she would flower into the loveliest, most desirable young lady on earth. And that’s exactly what she did.
Her creamy skin enchanted those who beheld it. Her deep azure eyes radiated with the warmth of an inner sun. Soft, golden hair streamed over her delicate shoulders to drape luxuriously over the magnificent curve of her firm, proud breasts. The way her fragrance filled the heads of those who passed before her was an intoxicating experience, to say the least.
But the young and beautiful princess was more than just a pretty face. In the manner of her father before her, she was a concerned, socially responsible citizen. Through her teachers, she became fully aware of the duties of her high station. Through the good and powerful king’s example, she became committed to performing those duties willingly. As a result of her accessibility, the young and beautiful princess came to be loved and admired by all in her own right.
And that was just the way things were.
All was well until one day, a visitor came to call on the court of the good and powerful king. The young and beautiful princess had just returned from a tour of an army field hospital where she had lent moral support to the kingdom’s brave fighting men. She entered the great hall of her father’s castle to find the nobility all a-buzz at the presence of a bold and handsome prince.
As she approached her father’s royal throne, she saw the object of the indiscreet prattling. A sudden warmth came over her and a flush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. Her tender nipples hardened to their full firmness. A strange moisture gathered between her legs.
Yet, she stood with a polite quietness by the side of her father’s royal throne just as any other well-mannered young and beautiful princess, because that was her duty.
When the good and powerful king finished his business, he looked up at his daughter and smiled. “I’d like to present my daughter,” he said to the bold and handsome prince. The young and beautiful princess felt her heart race as the bold and handsome prince bowed deeply toward her. She offered her hand. The bold and handsome prince kissed it tenderly.
The young and beautiful princess knew right then and there she was going to faint dead away right in front of everybody.
“Perhaps I could call on you some time?” the bold and handsome prince suggested boldly.
“I’d like that,” the young and beautiful princess answered, surprised she had any voice at all.
“I will call you soon. On that you may depend,” the bold and handsome prince said as he took his leave of the great hall with a gallant wave of his cap.
“Oh, my,” the young and beautiful princess said.
“Oh, my,” her mother, the fair and lovely queen echoed.
Excitement spread through the castle like wildfire concerning the effect of the bold and handsome prince’s visit on the young and beautiful princess. Neglecting all her duties and civic responsibilities, the young and beautiful princess threw herself into preparation for the moment the bold and handsome prince would keep his vow.
She commissioned her personal seamstress to create the most beautiful wardrobe ever seen. She made extra time to be with her make-up consultant to assure that her personal appearance would be radiant. She harassed her hair-dresser until he perfected the loveliest look for her locks.
All the while, her correspondence went unanswered. Her public appearances went unattended. Her obligations went unobliged.
Finally, her disregard for her duties was brought to the attention of the good and powerful king himself. The royal monarch thought it over carefully, then summoned his daughter to his throne.
“What’s happening, Princess?” the good and powerful king asked in a stern but quiet tone.
“Oh, Daddy,” the young and beautiful princess answered in mild despair, “I’ve waited and waited, but the bold and handsome prince just hasn’t called me yet.”
“Well, now,” the good and powerful king stroked at his beard thoughtfully, “while it is true that patience is a virtue, it’s also true that life goes on. You can’t let the rest of your life run out of control just because of one little disappointment. The bold and handsome prince is probably busy proving his mettle against the Heathen Infidel or some such stuff or nonsense. I’m sure he will call you the minute he gets the chance.”
“Do you really think so?” the young and beautiful princess smiled a hopeful smile, and the good and powerful king saw all the angels of heaven gathered for his singular pleasure.
“I do indeed,” the good and powerful king assured her. “Now go on about your duties until he does.”
“But Daddy,” the young and beautiful princess pouted gently, “if I missed his call I would surely die.”
“Then we’ll just have to make sure you don’t miss his call,” the good and powerful king said decisively.
“My duties are so vast and my time is so busy,” the young and beautiful princess remained unconvinced. “How can you promise this?”
“You pose a difficult challenge, my dear,” the good and powerful king stood up straight and tall, “but I am the good and powerful king around here, and my will be done. I will take this dilemma to my most exalted and educated wizards and instruct them devise a way to summon you wherever you are when your call comes from the bold and handsome prince.”
“Oh, thank you Daddy!” the young and beautiful princess was overcome with joy. She threw her arms around her father’s neck and gave him a big hug. Even though she did this in the great hall, right in front of all the nobility, the good and powerful king let her, because, after all, she was his little girl.
And that was just the way things were.
The good and powerful king set off to the remotest tower of the castle and presented himself at the door of the Royal Wizard’s office. The most exalted and educated wizard and his staff were running final tests on the latest super-secret piece of ordnance the good and powerful king had commissioned, so none of the development staff was immediately available.
That suited the good and powerful king just fine because he always enjoyed waiting in the most exalted and educated wizard’s outer office. The receptionist made a mean cup of joe, and had an even better pair of gams than the fair and lovely queen herself.
She knew it, too.
By and by, the royal development staff finished their testing of the latest super-secret piece of ordnance. The most exalted and educated wizard came out of the laboratory to greet the good and powerful king. “Good day to you, Sire,” the wizard smiled. “And what brings you to our humble facility.”
“My humble facility,” the good and powerful king smiled sweetly at the receptionist as he set down his cup and saucer, “which cost me a pretty penny, I might add, just so you tech-heads could play to your heart’s content.”
“Yes, My Lord,” the most exalted and educated wizard agreed humbly, knowing better than to cut himself off from further funding by indulging a clever rejoinder. “How may I be of service to you?”
“That’s better,” said the good and powerful king. The most exalted and educated wizard breathed a secret sigh of relief. “My daughter needs a way to be contacted wherever she is so she won’t miss an important call that she’s expecting.”
“I expect this has something to do with the recent visit by the bold and handsome prince,” the most exalted and educated wizard observed.
“I don’t give a hoot what you expect,” the good and powerful king snapped. “I just want results.”
The most exalted and educated wizard arched his eyebrows and knitted his brow and shrugged his shoulders, gesturing emptily through the processed air which circulated through the reception area of his famous-but-secret laboratory. “This is a petty problem,” he said in a cheerful voice. “I’ll take care of it in short order.”
“See that you do,” the good and powerful king told him. “I doubt my daughter considers this problem so petty as you do, nor would she take kindly to any failure on your part. If she misses her important call, I would not care to speculate on what you might end up missing, yourself.”
“Yes, My Lord,” the most exalted and educated wizard agreed enthusiastically, knowing better than to risk his life by challenging the good and powerful king on an issue of such grave importance.
“Fail me not, Most Exalted Wizard,” the good and powerful king commanded. “Good day to you, sir.”
“And to you, Sire,” the most exalted and educated wizard answered, bowing with the greatest respect as the good and powerful king took his leave.
The very next day, the most exalted and educated wizard presented himself at the door of the good and powerful king’s great hall. He stated his business quickly to the royal guardsman and found himself granted access to the royal monarch post-haste.
“Have you succeeded in your task?” the good and powerful king asked in his most-authoritative voice for the benefit of all assembled in the great hall.
“Indeed I have, Sire,” the most exalted and educated wizard answered with a smile, obviously most impressed with himself.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” the good and powerful king said. “Show me what you’ve got.”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” the most exalted and educated wizard said, offering a small black box no bigger than a pair of fingers to the good and powerful king.
“What is this thing?” the good and powerful king asked as he examined the box with the greatest care by turning it over and over in his broad and powerful hands.
“It’s a beeping sleuty,” the most exalted and educated wizard answered succinctly. “Ain’t she a beaut?”
“Exactly what does this sleuty do?” the good and powerful king wanted to know more.
“The sleuty is set to the young and beautiful princess’s own personal number, Your Highness,” the most exalted and educated wizard explained. “Whenever she receives a call, the sleuty simply beeps. She has but to look at the digital readout to see the number the call is coming from. She can answer a call instantly from anywhere. Or return it later whenever her busy schedule permits, at her most-wise discretion.”
“A-ha,” the good and powerful king smiled broadly. “You have done well, my Most Exalted Wizard. My daughter will be very pleased with your beeping sleuty. I just know it.”
“Thank you, Your Majesty,” the most exalted and educated wizard bowed deeply. Knowing better than to overstay his welcome, he beat a hasty retreat out of the great hall and returned straight-away to the safety of his famous-but-secret laboratory in the remotest tower of the castle.
The good and powerful king had anticipated his daughter’s reaction quite accurately, as it turned out. The young and beautiful princess was indeed delighted by the beeping sleuty. “Your Most Exalted Wizard is a genius, Daddy. You ought to give him a raise,” she said happily, clasping the beeping sleuty to her ample breast. Overcome with joy, she threw her arms around her father’s neck and gave him a big hug. She did this in the great hall, right in front of all the nobility. The good and powerful king let her, because, after all, she was his little girl.
And that was just the way things were.
“Well, now,” the good and powerful king stroked at his beard thoughtfully, “you can finally get your life back under control. I’m sure that the minute the bold and handsome prince gets a chance, he will call you.”
“I’m sure you’re right, Daddy,” the young and beautiful princess smiled a hopeful smile. “You always are.”
“I am indeed,” the good and powerful king assured her. “Now go on about your duties until the young man comes to his senses.”
That’s exactly what the young and beautiful princess did. The very next day, she threw herself back into her duties and civic responsibilities with renewed commitment.
She personally answered all her correspondence, her public appearances were wildly successful and her obligations went completely obliged.
Days went by. The young and beautiful princess carried the sleuty with her faithfully, everywhere she went. Yet, not once did it omit so much as a single beep.
Finally, the young and beautiful princess returned to the great hall of her father’s castle. She did so in tears.
“What’s happening, Princess?” the good and powerful king asked in a confused but quiet tone.
“Oh, Daddy,” the young and beautiful princess answered in not-so-mild despair, “I’ve waited and waited, but the bold and handsome prince just hasn’t called me yet. The sleuty has yet to make even a single beep.”
“Has no one called you at all?” the fair and lovely queen was quite taken aback by this revelation. “Oh, my dear! We shall have to see about that.”
“Yes, indeed,” the good and powerful king agreed.
The next day, as the young and beautiful princess was making her monthly rounds at the royal mews, offering encouragement to the more favored and noble steeds in the stable complex, a shrill beep called from the folds of her riding skirt.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped. And that was all.
With a shriek of excitement, she clutched at the sleuty, which was clipped to the belt around her trim, lithe waist.
She held up the sleuty to read the number on it, and immediately she recognized the private line of her mother, the fair and lovely queen. In the next instant, she was connected to her mother’s sitting room.
“Does it work, dear?” the fair and lovely queen asked gently.
“Oh, yes, Mother,” the young and beautiful princess beamed happily. “It works wonderfully well.”
“That’s nice, darling,” her mother’s voice was warm and patient. “Don’t forget you have an appearance with the ambassador this afternoon. I can have your appointment secretary call you if you want.”
“That will be fine, Mother,” the young and beautiful princess decided. “That way, we’ll all be sure that I don’t forget.”
Right on schedule that very afternoon, the sleuty beeped again.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped. And that was all.
The young and beautiful princess read the number on it and recognized the call as coming from her own appointment secretary. She took the call, and was, for a change, early to her afternoon’s duties, much to the delight of all who had been depending on her.
“This sleuty is a real beauty,” the young and beautiful princess observed. “I don’t know how I got along without it.”
Over the passing days and weeks, the young and beautiful princess came to depend more and more on the beeping sleuty to keep her on top of her busy schedule and to keep her vast and sundry duties and obligations all under control.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty would beep in the same single tone. That was enough, and that was all.
She became a model for punctuality, never missing a beep in her busy schedule. On top of her already willing nature and sunny personality, this was quite a boost for her popularity among both the court and the subjects of the good and powerful king’s realm. “She’s a real eager beeper,” they took to remarking, for it was true.
And that was just the way things were.
The sleuty also served as an acceptable reason for the young and beautiful princess to excuse herself when an appearance ran over schedule. The familiar shrill tone would alert her time was short, and she’d hold the sleuty up for all to see.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty would beep in the same single tone. That was enough, and that was all.
“Busy as a beep,” she’d remark, charming those around her, and then take her leave, checking her beepline for her latest messages.
Time passed, as time always does. Then, one day, an unfamiliar number appeared in the digital read-out of the beeping sleuty.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped. And that was all.
Without undue thought, the young and beautiful princess connected to the call. To her great surprise, at the other end of the line, was the bold and handsome prince.
“I was afraid you might not remember me,” his warm voice filled her brain, and in an instant, a rosy flush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears. Her tender nipples hardened to their full firmness, and she felt a strange but hardly unpleasant moisture gathering between her legs.
She managed to contain her excitement, masking her voice with a polite quietness just as any other well-mannered young and beautiful princess would, because that was her duty.
Oh, I certainly remember you,” she said in a non-committal voice. ” I have been looking forward to your call for some time.”
“Yes, I know,” the bold and handsome prince said. “I’ve simply been very busy proving my mettle against the Heathen Infidel. I just haven’t had a minute to call you until now.”
“I see,” said the young and beautiful princess in a proper tone of voice, not really knowing what else to say, short of screaming from the fire that was blazing in her loins.
“As it happens, I’m back in town, and I’d really like to spend time getting to know you, if it’s all the same to you,” the bold and handsome prince said, somewhat uncertainly.
The young and beautiful princess was secretly pleased by this. “That would be lovely,” she assured him, and they agreed upon a time and place to meet for their first date.
At the appointed time, in the agreed-upon setting, the young and beautiful princess met her bold and handsome prince. He was even more dashing and desirable than she remembered.
He seemed delighted to see her, too, which was hardly surprising. She was the very picture of divine loveliness, the result of hours of priming and preparation for this most auspicious moment.
“Hello,” the bold and handsome prince said. The sound of his voice filled the young and beautiful princess so completely she felt as if she would burst through the restraints of her all-too-useless finery.
“Hello,” she answered demurely, just as any other well-mannered young and beautiful princess would, because that was her duty.
“May I be allowed the pleasure of kissing your hand?” the bold and handsome prince asked gallantly, even though it was evident he wished with all his passion to kiss her in far more private places.
“Certainly, yes,” the young and beautiful princess played her shy role to the hilt, slowly extending her willing, supple hand for the bold and handsome prince to take in his before placing it to his lips.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped in the same single tone. That was enough, and that was all.
“What in the world was that?” the bold and handsome prince was on his feet in an instant, hand on the hilt of the weapon other than the one he had anticipated using for this occasion.
“Calm yourself,” the young and beautiful princess used her softest voice and smile to soothe him. “Everything is under control. It is only my beeping sleuty. Someone is trying to call me.”
She held up the little black box for the bold and handsome prince to see, and as she did, recognized the number of her father’s private line in the digital read-out.
“I have to take this call,” the young and beautiful princess told her escort. “It will only take a moment.”Instantly she was connected to her father’s study.
“Are you all right, Princess?” the good and powerful king’s voice was filled with quiet concern. “We missed you at dinner.”
“I’m sorry,” the young and beautiful princess told him, not wishing to reveal her secret rendezvous with the bold and handsome prince to the good and powerful king. “I’ve just been so busy that the time got away from me. I’ll catch a quick bite later and see you at breakfast.”
“As you wish, Princess,” the good and powerful king said, his mild fears easily allayed. With that, he rang off.
The young and beautiful princess returned to the side of her bold and handsome prince and again offered him her hand. He kissed it gently, then moved his lips from her finger tips to her own willing mouth.
The young and beautiful princess and the bold and handsome prince kissed. In their own private world, the most beautiful bells in the land rang with joys and a heavenly chorus sang.
When the young and beautiful princess and the bold and handsome prince finally paused for air, the young and beautiful princess realized her heart was pounding as never before. She could see that her beloved’s eyes were wide with excitement.
In a gesture of total authority, the bold and handsome prince moved his hand to cup one magnificent curve of the young and beautiful princess’s firm breasts.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped in its same single tone.
That was enough, and that was all.
“Now what’s going on?” the bold and handsome prince was on his feet once more. In reflex, his hand again rested on the hilt of his lethal weapon.
“Calm yourself, my darling,” the young and beautiful princess used her softest voice and smile to soothe him. “Everything is under control. It is only my beeping sleuty. Someone is trying to call me.”
Once again, she held up the little black box for the bold and handsome prince to see, and as she did, recognized the number of her mother’s private line.
“I have to take this call,” the young and beautiful princess told her escort. “It will only take a moment.” With that, she connected instantly to the fair and lovely queen’s boudoir.
“Are you all right, dear?” the fair and lovely queen’s voice was slightly vague with concern. “We missed you at dinner.”
“I’m sorry,” the young and beautiful princess told her, not wishing to reveal her secret rendezvous with the bold and handsome prince to the fair and lovely queen. “I’ve just been so busy that the time got away from me. I’ve already cleared it with Daddy. I’ll catch a quick bite later and see you both at breakfast tomorrow.”
“As you wish, my dear,” the fair and lovely queen said. And with that, she rang off.
The young and beautiful princess returned to the side of her bold and handsome prince. She gently took his big, powerful hands in hers and cupped them to her magnificent, firm breasts.
“Now,” she smiled invitingly, “where were we?”
She offered her lips to his and they kissed, but the most beautiful bells in the land and the heavenly chorus were missing from their own private world.
“What’s the matter, my darling?” the young and beautiful princess asked the bold and handsome prince. Confusion clouded her sunny azure eyes.
The bold and handsome prince gestured half-heartedly at the beeping sleuty.
“Is that thing going to go off again?” he asked. It was evident from his tone he was not particularly happy at the prospect.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty beeped in the same single tone.
That was all, and that was enough.
“Calm yourself, my most wonderful darling,” the young and beautiful princess used her softest voice and smile to soothe him. “Everything is under control. It is only my beeping sleuty. Someone is trying to call me.”
Once again, she held up the little black box for the bold and handsome prince to see, and as she did, recognized the number of her appointment secretary’s office line.
“I have to take this call,” the young and beautiful princess told her escort. “It will only take a moment.”
The bold and handsome prince grabbed the beeping sleuty from the young and beautiful princess’s trembling hand. “Forget the calls. Let’s get off the beeping track for tonight. What do you say?”
The young and beautiful princess looked into his wild and eager eyes longingly. She caresses her creamy smooth hand against his hot, furrowed brow.
“I have to take this call,” the young and beautiful princess repeated softly as she took the sleuty from her escort’s grasp. “It will only take a moment.”
“You were missed at dinner, Your Highness,” her appointment secretary’s voice was calm and efficient.
“I’m sorry,” the young and beautiful princess told her, knowing better than to confide in the castle gossip about her secret rendezvous with the bold and handsome prince. “I’ve just been so busy that the time got away from me. I’ve already cleared it with Daddy. I’ll catch a quick bite later and be at breakfast tomorrow bright and early.”
“As you wish, Your Highness,” her appointment secretary said. And with that, she rang off.
The young and beautiful princess returned to where her bold and handsome prince had been sitting, but he was no longer there. She looked around and around in the dark shadows of the secluded parapet of the good and powerful king’s castle for the man she ached for.
“Beep,” the beeping sleuty repeated in the same single tone.
That was enough.
And that was all.
Moral: Just when you think you’re completely in touch, you probably aren’t.
