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Updated: May 28, 2025
She stood up in her place, her arms akimbo, glowering at her plate, on which an attendant had just deposited a small chocolate eclair. "Where's my piece of strawberry-tart?" she repeated. The Queen rose. "I am very sorry, Madam Malvolia," said she in her sweetest voice, "but the strawberry-tart has given out."
Three times a week, on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, his royal parents rode out to the tower, and after putting on germ-proof garments, were admitted to the nursery of their infant son. And so the years went by. Nobody was found able to break Malvolia's spell, and the clue to its undoing had been carried away by the wind. Malvolia herself had disappeared.
"Welcome, little Poldo," said the Giant; and his voice sounded like the wind in the treetops; "what seek you here?" "I seek some words of the Fairy Malvolia which were carried away by the northeast wind at Prince Rolandor's christening," replied the poodle. "Whew, oo-oo," whistled the Giant of the North Pole. "If I have them, the words are yours."
"Hoity-toity," answered Malvolia rudely; "you mean that you only baked enough for your own personal friends." At this several guests cried, "Sh! Sh!" and the King began to look worried. "We will send for some at once," announced His Majesty.
The cook withdrew, and the Queen, though somewhat shaken, took up the conversation again. Ten minutes passed, and she was beginning to forget her start, when a voice, rising clear and rasping over the hubbub of the hall, said suddenly, "Where's my piece of strawberry-tart?" Everybody turned toward the speaker, an elderly fairy from the Kingdom of the Black Mountains, named Malvolia.
"Oh yes, strawberry-tart baked by the Queen's own hands for her own dear friends," said Malvolia sneeringly; "but for me, a fairy of age and distinction, an ordinary, low baker's eclair. The Kingdom of the Black Mountains has been deliberately insulted in my person!" "No, no, no, no!" cried the King and the Queen. "We assure you, madam, that it was a simple mischance."
"Pish and tush!" replied Malvolia, who, like a great many people, secretly enjoyed feeling herself aggrieved. "I consider the affair an affront, a deliberate affront. And you shall pay dear for this humiliation," she screamed, quickly losing control of her temper. "Every time the Prince sneezes something shall change until "
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