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Pti Two.

W e rejoin the same story thirteen years later. Princess Nyssmah has grown up into a beauti-

ful, though still somewhat small, young woman of sixteen. Her puppy, named Puppy, grew into a big

dog named Puppy, got old, got very old and, like all animals, eventually died. Her new puppy, this

one named &oopsy, also grew into a big dog, which is what he is now. Her father, the King, did not

grow in size, but he did grow older. He also grew happier. His daughter was going to be married

the following day. The man she was marrying was a Prince named Alladrio. Prince Alladrio was

from another land and was strong, tall and as nice as anyone could be. The King was happy that

Princess Nyssmah had found a man as wonderful as Alladrio to marry.

Brophy grew up to be Sir Brophy, the knight. He was the biggest, strongest, fiercest man in the

whole kingdom. He wasn’t afraid of anything or anyone. Since he was so strong and so fearless, he

was named the Royal Champion and it was his job to rescue the Princess if she were ever carried

away by a dragon. But child(ren), listen, because this is imporfant: The only thing worse than a bad

child is a bad grown-up. And, unfortunately, Brophy was a bad grown up - or in his case - a Bad

Knighf. He still wanted whatever anyone else had. And the one thing he wanted most of all was

Princess Nyssmah. He wanted to marry her. And he was very mad that she was marrying

Someone Else - no matter how nice or good that Someone Else was. Since he could not marry

Princess Nyssmah himself, he decided that no one would marry her.

He did not know what he would do to make sure no one married her, but he knew that it would

be Something Rotten.
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