Seven Knights and the Palace Fairy Tales (part I)

Once upon a time, there was a prosperous kingdom. The kingdom called Rockwell that was led by a wise king, King Albert. He lived happily in the palace with his wife, Queen Victoria, and their children. They were Prince Nicholas, Prince Thomson, the twins were Prince Jackson and Prince Erick, their only daughter was Princess Alice, Prince Herbert, and Prince David. Their children didn’t agree to do. And they never stopped to quarrel.

“Stop, children! Today is the special day. So don’t break this day with your noise” their Dad said.

“Yes. Today is our wedding anniversary. So we will give you all a present,” Mom said.

 “That’s it,” their Mom said while opening a box that contents seven necklaces with a different clapper. And their parents gave them a necklace.

“Thanks, Mom, Dad,” they said together.

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A big party was organized in the palace. All of citizens were invited and they celebrated the King and Queen anniversary happily.  And they didn’t forget to congratulate on the King and Queen. But, their seven children attended the party for a moment. And it was a time for the main agenda. It was a single trumpet show from a famous artist called Eleanor Bristle. All guests and the host were silent when a man with blond hair appeared on the stage and started to play his trumpet. All people were listening his melodious play thoroughly.

Unconsciously, they felt hypnotic and they became an ice sculpture slowly. They all couldn’t move, the King and Queen were too.

“Ha….ha…ha… It’s time for me to show who I am!” Eleanor shouted.

Then, he approached King and Queen who were being an ice sculpture. His hair became long and greasy hair. And his red party dress became a black long flowing robe.

“Ha….ha…ha…. I will be a valid power for this kingdom. Listen to me, Albert! You will not be like this if you submitted your power to me,” his said.

Apparently he wasn’t Eleanor. But he was Hades, a black magician that was King Albert’s brother. He really hated King Albert. Because he though that the power of Rockwell was given to him.

Unconsciously, not all of people were being a sculpture. They were seven kids who played in the other room.

           “What is it? A blank page?” Al asked.

           “Al, don’t scream! You disturb me,” Nick said.

       

         But suddenly they heard a sound that deafened their ears and made their necklace trembled slowly and shined.

          “What’s going on?” Tom asked confused. Then the oddity of their necklace returned to the normal.

           “Let’s go down. I have a bad feeling,” Nick invited.

       When they opened their room door, they were surprised by the pioneers who keeps the door were being a sculpture.

         “What is it?” Tom said.

         “Sculpture,” Dave said and held on the pioneer sculpture.

      Without saying a thing, Nick went to the party place and he was followed by his brothers and sister. They surprised when they found all people had been a statue, including their Mom and Dad. And then Hades entered that room,

         “Who are you?” Nick asked.

         “Who am I? Ha! Did your parents never introduce me?” Hades asked.

         “Don’t speak too much. Who are you?” Rick asked.

      “Show me your polite behavior, boy! I’m your uncle. And I’m the new king of Rockwell,” Hades answered.

         “You can’t do that!” Jack snapped.

         “I can’t? Of course I can. Because I’m King Hades. Ha….ha…ha….,” Hades said.

        Nick lost his control. When he tried to approach Hades, he would kick Hades, Hades flick his magic wand off quickly. And there were several trolls and they held on Nick and his brothers and sister. And they tried to rebel. But their little body didn’t have strength to against the trolls.

         “I’m a strengthener who can do everything. Ha…ha…ha… Take them!” Hades ordered the troll. And they took the seven children to the underground jail appropriated to their boss desire.

          Meanwhile in the underground jail, Al couldn’t stop to cry.

          “We can’t let this event happens just like that,” Nick said.

          " Yes! We agree,” Jack and Rick said together.

         “But, what can we do? We trapped in this jail. And we can’t do anything else. Except you dominate one of free magic formula,” Tom said.

          “But certainly, there is a way to go out from here,” Nick said.

         At a moment, Herb broke the silence when they looked for the way out of their problem. “And I find it,” Herb said unexpectedly.

          “What do you mean?” Nick asked.

         And Herb started to scratch the stack of the straw under him. Then there was a trap door behind it.

         “Brilliant! How can you know?” Tom asked.

         “Instinct and Intuition,” Herb answered, boast about himself. 

Nick opened the trap door and appeared a stair under it.

            “Will we go down?” Al asked.

            “Yes, of course. Or you choose to be an ice sculpture or a troll?” Nick asked her.

           “Come on! You go down first,” Nick said and took a torch that is on the jail wall.

           “Why do you always make a decision? And why must we obedient your decision?” Al asked.

          “I’m the eldest brother. So, I can make an exact decision for us. And we need a leader to lead our danger journey. So who agrees me as a leader?” Nick asked his brother and sister.

            Then Jack, Rick, Tom, Herb, and Dave held up their hands.

“So do you stay here?” Nick asked. And Al didn’t answer.

            “Come on, Dave. Stay with me! Oh no… I hate this part,” Al said.

           "Oh… come on, Al!” Rick said. And then they entered the alley one by one, Jack, Herb, Rick, Dave, Al, Tom, and Nick. Jack and Rick took the torch on the wall of that alley.

          “Are you really sure this alley will take us to the right way?” Tom asked.

          “100% yes! However the way is or wherever this alley will be end,” Nick said.

and the adventure began....

to be continued

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I wrote this narrative when I was 12nd grade. Actually this was my task and the first task that I really enjoyed to work on it. Haha…. And I got the best score for it. It really makes me happy until now. Although, I have a weird feeling when I read this, maybe because of the language and vocabulary, but I feel so satisfied. Finally, I felt my passion got its own place and got the best appreciation. I love writing. Thank so much for my first reader, my beloved teacher <3 <3 <3 who ever scolded and always remind me to Shodaqoh and Ikhlas.