Teryl's Tales of Whim~The milkmaids giggled quietly as the prince attempted to herd the geese; if nothing else he was proving his bravery as the fowl hissed and chased him.
"Shouldn't we help?"
"He's searching for his cursed sisters and must do so alone," explained one of the ladies, mimicking his pompous manner.
"Aren't his sisters the silver swans out on the lake?"
"Oh, the gander just tore his shirt off!"
"Then again, those swans aren't going anywhere..."
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