La Sorcière au Bois Dormant

The Sleeping Witch

lèse-majesté noun

1: an offense violating the dignity of sovereign

2: a detraction from or affront to dignity or importance

The floral aroma of roses perfumed the fetid air. Rotting corpses hung from hooked pikes stuck into each crenel of the castle. Centuries of blood, urine, and feces from the terrified soldiers, princes, noblemen, and heroes who climbed the enchanted walls discolored the pearlise grey stones. No one could get in.

Rumors circulated in the nearby village of Réins – the monarch had offended a fae, and so she in retaliation had raised an army. The battle raged for nine years, burned crops leading to famine and murderous anarchy, until on the eve of midwinter, the fae Queen was captured.

Brought in chains to the Aglóerian king, she was condemned as a lèse-majesté and sentenced to eternal imprisonment. Her fellow fae sisters saw to the bewitchment of the king’s dilapidated hunting castle, deep in the woods near ancient Réins. And so, the evil fae, the sorceress witch as people called her soon afterwards, remained trapped.

At first, spurned by tales of her peerless beauty and unfair treatment by the king, many, royalty and commoners alike, had tried to scale the enchanted walls.

But to no avail.

Their bodies simply added fodder to the scavengers of the forest. And from their decaying flesh grew the sweetest, plumpest roses.

Word Count: 202

Written: 2 August 2014

Inspired: daily dictionary drabble from Writer’s Yoga

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