|tetsubinatu (tetsubinatu) wrote,|
@ 2012-12-14 13:18:00
|Entry tags:||1, fairytale, fic, lewis, lewis/hathaway|
The Tale of the Frog Prince
Title: The Tale of the Frog Prince
Characters/Pairing: Hobson/Peterson, Lewis/Hathaway (eventually)
Summary: A rather loose re-working of a Russian Fairy Tale: 'The Tale of the Frog Princess', Lewis-style.
Author notes: this is as close as I could get to hurt/comfort. I'm sorry that it took such a non-standard format, but I hope you enjoy it anyway!
In time gone by, there lived a famous Czarina, Jean the Innocent (of what she was innocent, no-one asked) who had two beloved children: Princess Laura and Prince Robbie. As each grew to maturity she divided her realm of Oxford between them - Laura to the East and Robbie to the West, and for many years they lived, each in their own well-appointed manor house, and were happy in their own ways. Laura became a noted scholar, so that pilgrims came from every neighbouring kingdom to seek her knowledge and advice. Robbie married and raised two children with his wife, Valerie, tending to the needs of his people with diligence and care.
The time came when the Czarina decided that it was time for her to leave the care of her domain in the capable hands of her children, and so she took her retinue on a pilgrimage to the cities she had only dreamed of when responsibilities weighed heavily on her shoulders - Rome and Venice, Seville, Paris and many more. It was five long years before she returned, her baggage laden with exotic souvenirs of her travels (including the mysterious new lover known only as Mister Innocent). Alas, she was not to be greeted as she had hoped. As soon as she crossed into Laura's lands she could see that the roads were potholed and the fields untended. When she reached the border of Robbie's lands, the situation grew - if possible - even worse! Fear grew in her that her children had suffered some kind of harm in her absence and she immediately despatched runners to bring them to her Castle with the utmost haste.
Laura arrived first. "Mother!" she remonstrated, "It is lovely to see you of course but I was just at a crucial point in my research!"
The Czarina gave her a pointed look, such as mothers throughout time have used to prod children into self-examination and apology.
"It's very important research," Laura said crossly, but her shoulders dropped. "It is lovely to see you again, Mother. I read your letters and it sounds as if you had a wonderful time."
"I am sure that your research is very important," the Czarina said sternly, "However I fail to see how allowing your roads and fields to fall into disrepair could possibly aid in it."
"Well I have sent a few people off on research missions," Laura allowed. "And of course anyone capable of operating a pipette is needed in my labs."
The Czarina drew breath to give her opinion, but just then the runner who had been sent to fetch Prince Robbie was announced at the door.
"Ma'am, Your Highness, Your Excellency," he babbled.
"Ma'am will do." the Czarina cut him off. "Where is my son?"
The runner seemed struck dumb, but Princess Laura shifted uneasily in her place.
"Laura?" the Czarina prodded.
"He's staying in a hermitage on an island somewhere, I think," Laura muttered. "At least I think that's what they said. After Valerie died..."
"Mmm yes, about three years ago. And then of course Lynne married that prince from ... oh, I don't know - somewhere up north - and went there to live. And Mark took service with the Czar of Austral in the far south."
"Mark left too!"
"Mmm. So Robbie finished the contents of his wine-cellar and just... left," Laura said.
The Czarina closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Did you go and talk to him at all?"
"Well of course I did!" Laura said. "Well, I meant to. I did speak to him at Lynne's wedding, I'm sure. He was drunk at the time, though, so he mightn't remember."
The runner stared at the gilded ceiling high above his head, then snapped to attention as he was addressed again.
"Right!" the Czarina ordered him with thunderous mien. "Find out where this hermitage is and fetch him here to me as quickly as possible. NOW!" she added. The runner backed hastily out of the room and his footsteps could be heard fading swiftly into the distance as the Czarina turned again to her daughter.
"Now, let's discuss your stewardship of our people while I was away."