A coronavirus fairy tale

Once upon a time a beautiful Princess fell in love with a handsome Knight. The King set them up in one of his many castles, and within a few years they had created a family of their own, adding two Little Princesses to the Royal Gene Pool.

But one day, a terrible illness spread through the kingdom, and everyone had to stay in their homes. The Knight drew up the drawbridge and swore he would would keep his family safe.

The Princess and the Little Princesses were now stuck in the castle, and the King and Queen were very upset. The Queen went to the castle, but the Knight wouldn’t let her in. The King told the Knight that he was being ridiculous and that rules don’t apply to Royalty, but still the Knight wouldn’t let down the drawbridge.

Alas! Alack! Despite the Princess and Little Princesses being safe behind their walls, and the Knight claiming he did not want to pass on the illness to the rest of the Royal Family, it was a situation that could not be borne. After all, Princesses, and Kings and Queens for that matter, could not be expected to do as the peasants did.

And so the Princess sent messages to the King and the Queen, and the King and Queen sent messages to the Princess, and they all agreed the Knight was in fact an evil Ogre who had deceived them all these years. He had weedled his way into the Royal Family and kidnapped the Princess, and was now holding her and the Little Princesses prisoner.

So they came up with a secret plan, hoping the Ogre wouldn’t find out. When the Ogre lowered the drawbridge so the Princess and the Little Princesses could go out for their daily ‘exercise’, they would instead sneak off to the palace and play with the King and Queen.

Their only mistake was asking the Little Princesses to lie to the Ogre – unless underestimating the Ogre was also a mistake, because he knew all along, and knew this was just an illusion.

You see, the Ogre wasn’t really an Ogre – he was always a Knight. And the Princess had her own keys to the drawbridge, and could make her own decisions. He reminded the King and the Queen of the rules, and that the Princess was an adult and could come and go as she pleased, and suggested that in future they should support him through this difficult time, and not undermine him with the Princess as it was having a detrimental effect on the Little Princesses.

Little did he realise, he was actually dealing with Dragons. Dragons who would rather see the kingdom in flames than do as they were told. Dragons who would sooner have the Knight cast out of his family than relinquish their control of the Princess.

But there was one thing they forgot. In the end, the Knight always slays the Dragon.

Always.

Since the Dragons owned the castle he lived in, and the Princess sided with the Dragons, the Knight didn’t know how he would keep the Little Princesses safe. He didn’t know where they would live, or if the Princess and her Dragons would try to take them. He suspected the Dragons would claim he was really an Ogre, and use all their resources to destroy him. All he knew for sure was that this wasn’t a fairy tale, and that there was no longer any hope for a happily ever after.

4 thoughts on “A coronavirus fairy tale

    • Thank you.

      Unfortunately, after taking legal advice, the Knight discovered that, as a result of the illness in the kingdom, there were no safe castles to relocate to. Therefore, if things between the Knight and the Princess became irreconcilable, the Little Princesses would be removed to a stranger’s castle until the end of the illness and the Knight would not be allowed to see them in the meantime.

      Furthermore, if the Knight chose to leave the castle without his children, the Little Princesses would be housed in a stranger’s castle permanently.

      The Knight was told that the only way to reach the end of the illness without the Little Princesses being taken away to a stranger’s castle was to remain in the castle with the Princess and find a way to make it work.

      Thus that is what the Knight must do. He must return his sword to its scabbard, tolerate the Dragons that prowl around his castle, pretend he does not see the Princess sneaking off to the palace, and act as though everything is normal, until such a time as there are safe castles to go to.

      But fear not! The Knight is up to the task. For he knows that the lockdown cannot last forever, and one day be will once again be able to breathe the fresh air of freedom.

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  1. If she would have a doctors orders that she needs neurotypical positive interaction with a prolonged acquaintance to stay operational. Would that make a difference?

    I admire your valiance in dire situations. I hope a resolution comes soon to your situation because the kids will seep in the toxic environment too.

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    • Hi Shirley, we’re currently in the middle of a truce – she goes and visits her family while ‘exercising’, and I pretend I don’t know what she’s doing, and I ignore all the horrible things they’re saying about me and that she’s not defending me over. Otherwise, my mental health collapses and we both lose the children.

      I have promised to be her husband until the end of this lockdown in order to keep things stable and pleasant, and protect our children from any nastiness. However, I have told her I make no promises about what will happen after the lockdown is lifted. This way, I’m being honest and true to myself and my wife while upholding my duty as a parent and protecting my children.

      Frankly, I’m gutted that she chose her family over me, that she put their short term happiness over our long term happiness, that I extended an olive branch to them and they ripped my arm off, that there are plots afoot to kick me out as soon as the lockdown’s over, and that they’re already trying to paint me as some kind of monster, but now is not the time to address these issues. We have to take it one day at a time and do what’s best for the children, and if that means putting aside my hurt for the time being, it’s just what I’m going to have to do, painful though it may be.

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