Madrigal; The Dreaming Maiden

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 13 (v.1) - 13

Submitted: August 01, 2020

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Chapter 13 Madrigal and Griselda rode in a coach to the village with Trance and Skitter as stolaways. When they arrived, the villagers all cheered for Madrigal. "This is all much for me!" Said Madrigal. "After all, all I did is dream of what would happen." Then spoke one of the village's nobleman who said. "That is why we have made you our guest of honor! Without your dream, our famine would surely continue!" As the nobelman finished, a villager came up to him and said, "I have disheartening news sir. Our town bard has fallen ill, and cannot play or sing for us tonight and we have no one to replace him." The nobleman was stunned. "What shall we do?" Said the nobelman. "We must have music for the festival! Now the second dream Madrigal had seemed to be making some sense. "Perhaps I can help." Madrigal told the nobleman. "What could you do? You can't play an instrument or sing can you?" The nobleman said. "Just bring me any instrument you can find and I'll show you." Said Madrigal. The nobleman clapped his hands together and told a villager "Go and fetch the bard's lyre." The villager left at once and fetched the bard's lyre and brought it to the nobleman as he was asked. "The lyre you requested." Said the nobleman as he held it out for her. "Would you play it for me my lord?" Said Madrigal. "Alas my lady, I cannot, for I know not how." Said the nobleman. "Try it for my sake. It would please me so." Said Madrigal. "Very well my lady," said the nobleman, "but please accept my apologies in advance for the wretched noise you shall hear." The nobleman strummed the lyre expecting to hear a noise most vexing, but to his utter amazement, the noise that was made instead was jubilant instead. "But I don't understand?" Said the nobleman. "Never have I so much as touched a lyre until this day." "I think I understand." Madrigal said. "I dreamt last night that all the villagers could play. And dance and sing as well." "Let me try something." Said one of the villagers who proceeded to sing a few notes with the voice of an angel. "Wonderful!" Said the nobelman. "It's all true then! Everyone! Bring forth every instrument that can be found, if we must, make them for whatever can be used. Whoever will sing, sing! Whoever will dance, dance! Madrigal the dreaming maiden has blessed us again! Three cheers for Madrigal!" Then as Madrigal interrupted and said, "There's just one thing. At dawn, the gift you have received will fail." The nobleman man just laughed and said "Very well then. Tonight we party until dawn!"


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