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Sophie and Heir to the Throne
Chapter 1. Blue Lake
Chapter 2. Liechtenstein Castle
Chapter 3. Black Forest
Chapter 4. Merle
Chapter 5. Island of Bora
Chapter 6. Kingdom of Elves
Chapter 7. Dwarf Cave
Chapter 8. Last Battle
A girl bearing the beautiful name of Sophie lived not far from the town of Blaubeuren. Her parents had a small farm and a large plot of land where they grew vegetables. Sophie was just twelve, but she was tall beyond her years with light-brown hair and green-gray eyes. She had a vivid imagination; her parents admired her and has no doubts that she was a gifted child. Of course, like all parents do, they saw only the best in their kid being sure of her specialness. Sophie was an only child in the family, she was bored alone, so her father would bring her from the city kids’ books with bright illustrations. Sophie could stay up all night reading and looking at the same pictures many times. She would imagine that she was a princess living in a castle, or a fairy able to fly and do wonders with a magic wand. When Sophie got tired of books, she would put her dolls on a bench next to the house and played in a theatre imagining that dolls and animals living on the farm were her audience who could understand her. Sometimes, her father and mother watched her actions from the side in silence trying not to embarrass her. Sophie’s expressions caught in the moment of impersonating fairy-tale characters made her parents laugh. And the funniest part was when Sophie talked to dolls and animals. The girl would thank them for visiting, for applause and flowers picked by herself on a lawn by the house. Sophie was not allowed to go outside the farm bounds alone. Her parents were afraid that Sophie might get lost far from home, or she might go to lake Blautopf, fall into it, and drown. Blautopf is a small blue lake. The lake never freezes in winter, even if it is very cold outside. Locals could not understand why the lake was so blue. The rumors in the village had that the lake was a portal to the fairy world, and no one was capable of approaching it. People also said that those who waded in the lake were never seen again as if they faded away.
Every night before Sophie’s sleep, her parents would put her on the bed, covered with a blanket, told her that they loved her so much and wished good night. And when the lights were off, and the door closed, Sophie would jump out of bed, take her favorite doll and magic wand, put on her arm a glowing bracelet that her dad brought her from his trip to the city, then climb into the closet, get comfortable and start telling stories to her doll Catherine.
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“We can catch some butterflies, or I can read you a book,” answered Sophie.
“No, it’s boring. How about taking a stroll?” suggested the little mouse. “I’ll show you the oak where I was found by Aunt Mary and Uncle Timo.”
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