There once was a prince, the most handsome prince ever to have lived. He could sing better than the sirens of the sea and was a fairer dancer than the leaves in the wind. He hunted so gracefully and expertly that even the foxhounds were jealous. He was marvelous at everything he tried, whether it be cooking or fencing. He was also kind. His parents loved him dearly, but on his 17th birthday a terrible curse came upon the land. The prince had refused to marry the cruel and horrible witch. The witch promptly proclaimed, “If I shall not have you, none shall!” And with a flick of her magic wand, the beautiful prince was transformed into a beast too terrible to behold. His parents, fearing for his life, shut him away in castle where no one would ever find him.
Although he understood his parents’ intents, the prince felt neglected and abandoned. He brooded at the loss of his friends, his family, and his life. He went into flying rages, though quite unlike him, destroying half the castle in the process. He tried to find his way home, but as he walked through the forest he was shot with arrows by passing hunters. He now knew how clever his parents had been. As depressing and lonely his new home was, he returned; ready to live out his life alone.
Several years passed and the prince was content. He had found a purpose for his life. He took in the injured and cared for them until they were well again. In this way he found companions. There was the wolf with broken ribs, the baby squirrel that fell out his nest, the raccoon who was shot by hunters, and many, many more. Woodland creatures of all kinds ran free in the castle, keeping the prince’s company.
When the prince was not caring for the unfortunate, he gardened, growing all kinds of food, or carpentered, building beds for his animals and carriages should he ever need to leave in a hurry. It was his ability to do anything set before him that made him so great. His many hobbies made living alone bearable.
One night as he was scouring the forest for the perfect piece of oak to make the perfect bed for himself, he found an old man groaning in pain. The old man had been the unfortunate victim of a fallen oak. Filled with compassion, the prince lifted both the tree and the man onto his massive shoulders and carried them to his castle. He cared for the man and nursed him back to health, but he never showed his face. Each morning when the man awoke, the animals the prince had saved waited him on. And each night as the man slept the prince gave him medicine made from the herbs of his garden.
When the man was healthy once more, he awoke to find a note beside his bed. It read, “I am glad you are better. You may use the most impressive and beautiful carriage to return home. Please know that you are always welcome here.” It was as elegant as it was simple. The old man then returned home to his mill and his beloved daughter. The old miller’s daughter was elated to see her father again, as he went out to hunt weeks before and never returned.
As the daughter listened to her father tell of his experience, she vowed to meet the incredible man who saved her father from death. She then packed up the carriage her father arrived in and made her way to the castle in the woods. She knocked on the massive door for several hours, but no one ever came to open it. Since she was not a quitter, she decided to spend the night in her carriage and try again the next day. And so she tried for 3 days in a row to gain entrance to the castle, but to no avail.
She refused to give up and decided she would sneak into the castle in the night. Fortunately, the prince heard her talking out her plan to herself and decided to leave a note for her on the door instead. The note read, “I am amazed at your persistence. Please come in and sleep in the 3rd bedroom on the right. I will meet with you in the morning.” When she found this note she was hesitant, but her desire to meet the man within took over and she followed the instructions she was given. She slept soundly in her 3rd bedroom on the right. She awoke to a small chipmunk tittering upon her chest. The chipmunk gave her a small rolled up note reading “Please help yourself to any food you can find in the garden out back. I cannot meet with you today; I must go retrieve a deer with a broken leg. Perhaps tomorrow will be better.” And so it went on like this for 10 days. While the prince was out avoiding being seen, the daughter of the old man went exploring the castle. She found the beautiful, expansive garden in the back, growing everything from strawberries to wheat. She found several rooms containing beautifully crafted beds with injured animals lying upon them. And most importantly she found the room where the prince slept. Since she was tired of the prince’s games, she decided to wait in his room for him to return for the night.
When the prince returned, he glanced into the 3rd bedroom and upon seeing the bed empty, breathed a sigh of relief that once again he was safe from peering eyes. He trudged down the hall and checked on all of his patients, when he was done he retreated to his room for a well-deserved sleep.
He turned the corner of the room and came face to face with the beautiful girl. Afraid for his life, he tried to act as big, tough, mean, and scary as he could.
“You really expect me to believe you are a horrible, scary beast, when I’ve seen how much you care for others, like my father and all of these animals within the castle. Not to mention you’re impeccable handwriting and graceful avoidance?” She was screaming to be heard above his roars.
Upon hearing this he calmed down and asked her, “Why aren’t you afraid? I am terrible to behold, am I not? Truly a beast of epic proportions?”
“No, you are not. You may look a bit frightening, but I have gotten to know you by reading you’re notes, exploring your amazing garden, seeing the works of your hands. I know you. You care every creature great and small. I know you. You saved my father from certain death. You are the most kind and beautiful person I have ever met. I know you.”
With every word the miller’s beautiful daughter grew closer and closer to the prince. With her last sentence she placed the daintiest of kisses upon his lips.
The prince’s heart grew and glowed. Soon the rest of his body glowed as well. He was being transformed, back to his original form. He looked at his hands in wonder, and then the most brilliant and beautiful smile graced his lips as he took the love of his life into his arms.
The prince had found his princess despite the efforts of the witch. The prince was reunited with his parents. After his marriage to beautiful miller’s daughter, they went back to live in the castle in the woods. He and his bride continue to care for the unfortunate and injured. And they lived happily ever after.
Moral
It is not the guise that makes the beast, but the soul beneath.
The kindest of men are sometimes the most unappealing, while the most appealing are the most beastly of all.