Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess. She was intelligent, independent, and kind. She found her prince, and when they became king and queen they ruled their kingdom with gentleness and wisdom. The queen bore twin daughters, and the princesses thrived, maturing into beautiful young women.
One day, the queen went for a walk in the forest. She took a wrong path and became confused about her way. She continued walking, trying to find her way out, but the paths took her deeper and deeper into the forest. Night fell, and she was lost.
The king searched desperately for her, but she continued to wander away, deeply confused. He sent a message to the kingdom, and immediately the princesses and all the royal family mounted their horses and set out to rescue the queen.
Finally, they found her on a river bank deep in the enchanted woods. They discovered she had fallen into the water, and had been carried very far, and could not be awakened. In despair, the king and royal family brought her to a witch, hoping she could cast a spell that would save the queen. They knew the witch was dangerous, but they believed it was their only hope to bring the queen back.
When they arrived at the witch’s cottage, she promised she would cast the one true spell that could rescue the queen. The royal family agreed and gave the queen into her care. But once the door of the cottage was locked, a cackling voice came from within: “I will awaken the queen with my magic, but she will be trapped in my dungeon until the new moon!”
Enraged, the king drew his sword, summoned his knights, and attacked the cottage. He fought long and valiantly, using his years of skill. But the power of the witch was mightier than he had supposed, and he could not prevail. The queen remained locked in the dungeon, turning colder each day, her skin growing ashen.
The witch cooked her potions, and boiled her stews, but nothing she tried healed the queen. Although she had tricked the king, she was always true to her word. If she could not heal the queen, she must return her. After three days and three nights, the witch opened her door, and placed the queen in the arms of her loving king.
As he embraced the queen, the witch’s failed brew glowed red in the cauldron behind her. She gave it to the king, and he poured it in the queen’s mouth. Suddenly, the queen awakened to find her king and family surrounding her.
The witch had many powerful potions, but her magic was useless without love.
The king rode home to the castle with the queen in his arms, and they lived happily ever after.