The prince watched her for a moment, then wrapped a blanket around himself and went to their horse, tied to one of the yew tree’s branches.
The prince retrieved something from the saddlebag, then untied the horse, slapping it hard on the hindquarters to send it running off.
The prince held up what he’d taken out of the bag. A knife, shining in the moonlight.
“No!” Conor said. The monster closed its hands and the mist descended again
as the prince approached the sleeping farmer’s daughter, his knife at the ready.
“You said he was surprised when she didn’t wake up!” Conor said.
After he killed the farmer’s daughter, said the monster, the prince lay down next to her and returned to sleep.
When he awoke, he acted out a pantomime should anyone be watching. But also, it may surprise you to learn, for himself.
The monster’s branches creaked. Sometimes people need to lie to themselves most of all.
“You said he asked for your help! And that you gave it!” I only said he told me enough to make me come walking.
Conor looked wide-eyed from the monster to his back garden, which was re-emerging from the dissipating mist.
“What did he tell you?” he asked. He told me that he had done it for the good of the kingdom.
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