The Young Prince

Once upon a time there was a Prince that ruled over all of the small country named Queste. The country of Queste was located on an Island in the East Pacific and was isolated from most of the larger countries.

There was only one problem though; even though the country of Queste was small it was too large for the young prince to run on his own. Its people were running out of food and the prince did not know what he would do about the problem.

So, he went to his advisors and asked them for their opinion, or even a solution.

"We do not know, your highness." The first advisor said, "We cannot tell you how to run your country." This statement was not much help for the young prince. He did not know how to run a country properly, he had never been taught.

Of course, for thousands of years the people of his country cultivated their own lands and produced foods for themselves. He knew this fact was very important, for it would help him choose who he went and asked.

He rode his horse for three hours in the hot, blazing sun to go to the home of the oldest occupant of the country. This man had lived in the country of Queste for his whole life, and his whole life was only half of the time the country had been Queste.

The man lived at the edge of an old farmer's field that had stopped growing food a few years prior. The fields' legendary green grass had been replaced with dead yellow blades and white weeds. Nothing in it was alive because it had no way to get water unless it rained.

By the time the prince got there he was so thirsty he felt as though he would die. He had no water with him though, and knew he would have to get some from the man. He slid off the tall, brown horse, tied him to a tree, and then walked up to the stone building.

He knocked on the door three times, then waited. All he could hear was the crooning of crows and the sudden sneeze of his horse. He held his first up to knock once more when the rotting door opened to reveal the man.

The prince had never seen anything like him, his hair was graying and falling out of his head, he looked as though he was a skeleton because his skin was so shallow, and his eyes were a deep black pool of horror.

This scared the young prince, he was use to all the people inside the walls of his palace. They all had a healthy glow to their skin and bright eyes, even in the times of scarce food.

"What do you want?" the man said in a scratchy, deep voice. The young prince was speechless for a second before he regained his voice.

"I am Prince William." He said in a strong tone that not many people heard for children of his age. "I need to talk to you." He added as the man's gaze grew heavily on him.

"Why would I talk to you?" the old man stated. "Your majesty." He laughed in a taunting way at the young boy.

"I need to know how to get food for my people." The young prince stated as he wondered what had made this man so bitter.

"Good for you." The man said with a very annoyed tone of voice. "Why do I need to know this exactly?" the prince gulped as he stared up at the scary man.

"Because, you know how to make food. So I think you can help." The young prince said.

"First of all you grow food, not make it." The man said in a mocking voice. "Second of all, I will not help you. Good day." The man shut the door in the prince's face and some white specks fell from above him. The young prince sighed with mixed feelings. He was happy he got to get out of there and away from that man, but he was sad because he did not know how to help his people still.

He walked back to his horse, untied him, and climbed up onto its back.

"Time to go home." He said as he patted the horse's neck and it started to walk the path home.

By time the prince got back to the palace it was dark out, and the only thing lighting the streets was the warm glows from inside the homes of his villagers. The young prince felt as though he had failed the people– his people.

"Have you figured out what to do yet, your highness?" his advisor said when the prince walked into the main corridor of the palace.

"No, I have not." The prince said. With that, he walked to his quarters and did not come out for three days and three nights. Everyone tried to get him to come out, either to eat, for schooling, or to play. Nothing could get the young prince to come out, not even a promise to go to the beach.

The first face to face contact he had was on the fourth day. He had planned to say there until he found a way to help his starving people, but it was becoming harder than it had first looked.

When his younger sister, the little princess, walked into the room he hardly noticed. He only noticed when her light pink gowns caught on the leg of the table, making it wobble and spill his untouched glass of water. The water spilled onto her dress, making the light pink turn into a cold dark pink.

"Look at what you have done!" the young prince yelled. "Someone could have used that water. But you have ruined it!" the little princess looked at her brother, hurt. She had never been yelled at before, and if she had she had never remembered her parents doing so.

"I'm sorry, brother." The little princess said in a small voice.

"You are forgiven." The young prince said. "I am sorry for snapping at you, sister." He added as an afterthought as guilt laced its way through his insides.

"It is alright. Why do you not come out and play?" she asked him questioningly. He ripped his gaze away from the girl and looked back out his window, which faced the ocean.

"I cannot, I must think of the people." He said.

"What about the people?" the little princess asked as she walked over and stood beside him.

"About how they are going to starve if I do not find food soon." The young prince said.

"Maybe coming out to play will help?" the little princess asked as she gazed at her brother. Her eyes shone with curiosity.

"I cannot do that. That would be putting myself before the people." He explained to her. "You would not understand, sister. You are still much too young." The little princess's face scrunched up in annoyance at her brother for the way he was acting.

"Today is the day just for you." The little princess said as she grabbed his hand and dragged him with all her might away from the window. When he was away from it he complied with her and let her drag him across the palace, walking slightly so she would not injure herself by pulling to hard.

"Why are we here?" he asked when they ended up in the stables.

"I want to show you something." The little princess explained as she climbed up onto her white pony and the young prince climbed up onto his brown horse. He followed her as she rode out of the stables.

They rode through the forest, past streams, over a river, and through a rose bush. Finally they ended up at the seas edge. The young prince was very confused.

"Why did you bring me here?" he asked her. She did not reply though as she pointed out at the misty horizon. He looked and did not see anything. "What are you pointing at?" he asked her. She never answered though, just kept pointing.

By now the young prince was getting impatient. He could have figured out how to help his people by now, but he was out at the beach looking into the horizon.

All of the sudden he saw it, a boat. The boat was a small black dot on the horizon but it was still there, and it was coming in their direction.

"Who is it?" he asked in astonishment.

"A week ago there was a ship here, they said they wanted to help us since we were such an isolated island." The little princess said.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" the young prince asked with a hint of anger in his tone.

"I wanted it to be a surprise. After seeing how sad you were though, I decided to tell you now! They are bringing food, and plants. They said that since we are close enough to their land to build a bridge they are going to!" the little princess explained hurriedly as she noticed the tone in her brother's voice.

He sat quietly for a few minutes. All that was heard was the gentle crashing of waves and their breathing. They both watched the black dot as it started to become bigger. Obviously it had just left, because on a day that there was no mist, you could see the country just over the water.

"Thank you, sister." He said finally. "This is the best present ever."

"You're welcome!" the little princess said cheerfully. "Now, let's go home and tell everyone the wonderful news!"

The End