Isabelle made herself comfortable. Andrew cleared his throat and began...
Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess named Moslyn. She lived in a beautiful castle with her father and mother, the king and queen. Their little kingdom was called Catsorama because there were cats everywhere. The kingdom was overrun with cats.
The old king sighed. "I guess I better hire a catnapper to come here and round up all these cats."
"Why, Daddy?" asked Princess Moslyn. "I like cats!"
"I know you do, darling, but there are too many of them. They ate all the mice and rats long ago and now they are sneaking into people's kitchens and stealing food."
"Aw, Daddy. The little kitties got to eats, don't they?"
The king crossed his arms across his chest. "I have spoken. The cats must go."
That night Princess Moslyn put on her walking boots and her traveling cape. She packed a bag of sandwiches and a bottle of lemonade and a change of underwear. Then she went out into the night, softly whistling to her cat friends. When she had gathered them all together, she led them down the road away from the castle and out of the kingdom.
When the king woke up the next morning he was surprised to not hear any hungry meows. Soon the king and queen and all the townspeople were rejoicing. "The cats are gone! The cats are gone!" Everyone was singing and dancing and laughing.
But then the king noticed his daughter was not celebrating with them, so he sent a guard to fetch her.
The guard brought back a folded note, saying, "I found this on her pillow, sire."
The king felt a great foreboding in his heart. He stared at the folded note and slowly began to unfold it. Silently he read the note, then____
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