Chapter 38: VILELET REVISITED

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: All Star Story Writers

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That evening, during dinner with Hugh I put on a good show of being relaxed and happy about our forthcoming wedding. I noticed that he still looked extremely tired and strained and kept fidgeting around on his seat, as if he couldn’t settle, pushing his food aimlessly around his plate in a state of obvious agitation. Obsessed with the wedding plans, he kept insisting it should go ahead at the earliest opportunity.

I was now convinced that there was something seriously wrong with him, he seemed mentally unbalanced and tormented, and certainly not the person he was when he first came to stay at the palace. I was so bored by his repetitious rambling, that I quickly ended the conversation.

“Yes darling, I agree. There’s going to be a lot to do, but I’m sure it’s possible, I’ll tell my parents we want the wedding to go ahead in six weeks’ time.

He was ecstatic, and started leaping excitedly around the room.

“I think I need an early night,” I said, putting down my empty coffee cup on a side table and yawning loudly.

After kissing him goodnight, I just couldn’t resist the temptation. With fluttering eyelashes and a radiant smile plastered across my face, I added, “Before you know it I’ll be all yours.”

The quicker it happens, the sooner I can let him down and being my future with Scott, I thought, relieved and ready for retaliation!

The next day, my parents held an urgent meeting with all the palace staff. Mum opened her lap-tab and clicked on to the ‘wedding planner’ she had designed, detailing the many tasks to be completed in the short time available. She then allocated them individually to each member of staff, until she was satisfied that everyone knew exactly what they had to do. As always, she was extremely methodical and organised.

I had to endure the ordeal of a formal engagement photograph, smiling happily into the camera with Hugh. The official photograph was due to appear in the Cyber Chronicle that evening, along with a statement from the palace announcing the date for the wedding.

After lunch, I went to see Pen and we both agreed we should visit Vilelet together, to find out exactly what had gone wrong.

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“Princess Eemay, how nice to see you again, I hope you have recovered. What can I do for you,” Vilelet asked, inviting us into her cluttered, filthy workshop.

“As you know, due to circumstances beyond my control, I was unable to collect the reversal spell personally and, Penny here, collected it on my behalf. The spell was administered following your exact instructions. You guaranteed that after thirty minutes, total reversal would take place, for which I paid your extortionate fee in cash. However, the little Spaniel, which we fully expected to be changed back into a handsome Prince, was actually transformed into an enormous German Shepherd! This error is totally unacceptable, so we came here today in the hope that you can provide an explanation, and a spell that will actually do what I paid you for.”

Vilelet struggled to maintain her composure. “Oh, I see,” she replied, shuffling nervously and avoiding eye contact.

“Just give me a few minutes,” she said. “There must be some mistake, I am meticulous about labelling.”

“I assure you Vilelet, there has been no mistake, your spell was administered to the letter.”

Her hefty frame waddled slowly over to a table littered with what looked like prescriptions waiting to be collected. She put on a pair of glasses, picked up each individual package and examined the labels intently. It was obvious she had made a mistake, and could not hide her embarrassment.

“It appears I gave you the wrong spell,” she admitted with reluctance, handing over another small package. “I must have misread the label, I do apologise but mistakes do happen, I am only human.”

“Lucky for you” I snarled, “I wish poor Scott could say the same!”

“I assure you this spell will bring about the required reversal.”

“Are you one hundred percent sure?” I pressed.

“Absolutely, without doubt,” she said with conviction.

“Get your eyes tested,” I retorted. “I must inform you that I will be contacting my solicitor immediately, to sue you for negligence, so see you in court.”

“Surely you don’t need to take such drastic action,” Vilelet responded, anxious that her reputation and business were at stake. “If I were to agree to a total refund of fees, would you reconsider?”

I deliberately took my time, appearing to consider her proposal at length.

“I will consider the matter closed but only if I am refunded in full, in cash, before I leave the premises.”

She looked hugely relieved and waddled off again returning with a wad of notes clutched in her filthy, fat hand, which she duly handed over.

Sitting at the same table, and counting the notes in exactly the same way that Vilelet had done during my previous visit, I smirked with satisfaction. “Everything seems to be in order,” I confirmed.

“Oh, one last point,” I said, suddenly remembering a question I needed to ask. “You were given a DNA sample, taken from Prince Mycroscott to culture the transformation spell. Can you tell me in what form this was provided?”

“I am sorry Princess Eemay, but this is confidential information that I simply cannot disclose.

“Very well Vilelet. It seems I have no choice but to contact my solicitor regarding your negligence after all,” I said, proceeding purposefully across the room towards the door.

“Wait a moment,” she ordered. “DNA can be extracted from a strand of hair, and that is all I am prepared to say.”

I left Vilelet’s workshop with a feeling of great relief and satisfaction. “Well at least I now have the correct spell, and my money back. Scott is safe, no-one is suspicious and he will soon be back with me in person.”

On my return I couldn’t wait to take the dogs out for their walk. I told Scott all about the mix up with the spells and of my intention to give him the correct one on the eve of my planned wedding to Hugh.

“Just as the wedding ceremony is about to start, you will make a surprise entrance, accuse Hugh of attempted murder, and of breaking the rules of The Contest, and then marry me there and then instead. What do you think?” I asked.

Scott stopped dead in his tracks and slumped down with a sort of stunned dog expression on his face. “Will you marry me Scott?” I asked.

He looked intently into my eyes, suddenly sprang up on to his hind legs, planted his huge paws on my shoulders, and barked.

“I’ll take that as a yes then shall I?”

He then proceeded to turn madly round and round in circles in a state of absolute joy and excitement.

“Oh, there’s one more thing I need to ask before I take you back. I found out from Vilelet that Hugh originally gave her a strand of your hair as a DNA sample for the spell. Did you meet up with Hugh, or may be bump into him before you were transformed into Icon?”

He barked twice in response.

Curious, I thought. Very curious!


Submitted: October 11, 2018

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Keke Serene

I sure was thinking a refund was in order myself! Glad Eemay was able to procure one. :)

Thu, October 18th, 2018 9:15pm

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Next chapter... the one you were waiting for!

Thu, October 18th, 2018 2:38pm

KathrynAcacia

Awwwwweeeee the last part of this chapter is so sweet! I'm sure it's not how Eemay imagined her engagement / proposal, but at least she's halfway to happily ever after now. (Well... kinda sorta. For this book, at least! XD) I love that Eemay's the one who makes the proposal, too- obviously it works better that way since Scott can't really ask at the moment, lol, but also, at the beginning of the book, when the Contest is all set up, it's all about the Princes "competing" for her hand, and heavily implied that they're going to propose to her and she has to choose which one (and that's how it works with Hugh, and he makes a big deal of asking her father's permission, too). But since the beginning of the book, Eemay's matured a lot. While she was always headstrong, she's become more decisive and determined to take charge of her own life and actions, becoming independent- though still respectful of and reliant on- of her parents. She's her own princess now! I think it's really cool character development for her to take the initiative and ask Scott. Minor detail, but I liked it!
And I'm glad they got Vilelet to give the money back AND reverse the spell... it had better work this time, I'm on the edge of my seat waiting for him to turn back into a prince (and I already know he does, this shouldn't be this suspenseful!).

Sat, October 20th, 2018 6:26am

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What a fantastic review, you have actually restored my confidence in this book, I can tell you're genuinely fired up and involved in the plot and the characters. I'm sitting here with my morning cup of tea reading your comments with a big smile on my face. THANK YOU!

Sat, October 20th, 2018 1:57am

KathrynAcacia

OH and also I had an epiphany while reading this chapter
I've read a zillion Agatha Christie books and they always talk about people's "solicitor" and in America, a solicitor is someone who goes door-to-door and sells things no one wants (magazines, raffle tickets, etc). I did figure that's not what it means in the UK, but I never bothered to look it up, and I just sort of decided it was vaguely someone who gives advice and it's probably something we just don't have in America
And then I read that Eemay's threatening to call her solicitor and sue, and I had the realization (which Google confirmed) that we absolutely have solicitors in America. We just call them lawyers.
You'd think I would have figured that out after a few dozen Agatha Christies, but I'm not perceptive XD Anywho, thanks for educating me!

Sat, October 20th, 2018 6:32am

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Thinking about it, I can actually understand your confusion. Pleased to have cleared this up for you. I have to disagree strongly, you are so perceptive, this is a just language difference.

Sat, October 20th, 2018 2:07am

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