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UNITED STATE OF KREECE
YELTA STATE
METRO CITY
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"The stepmother of the princess lied to the prince, accusing the princess of stealing the queen's jewelry... Who is the queen?"
A man in his early thirties asked, glancing at the two boys, each sitting next to him on a couch in a large mansion.
His disheveled dirty blonde hair and bored blue eyes betrayed his lack of enthusiasm as he read from the book in his hands.
One of the boys, both younger versions of the man and identical, eagerly raised his hand and answered, "The Prince's mother."
The other boy rolled his eyes, annoyed. "I was going to say that. The queen is the prince's mother."
The man nodded and marked something for them in their books.
"That's right,"
He exhaled deeply, and continued, "But the prince had had enough of the stepmother and banished her from the palace. Why do you think the prince did that?"
He frowned slightly, wondering if his children could figure the answer to the question out.
He looked at the two of them, and they seemed lost in thought. They're only six, after all.
"Let's backtrack," the man said with a smile. "The stepmother lived in the palace with her stepdaughter, the princess. She accused the princess of stealing the queen's necklace, but in the end, she was the one banished. Why did the prince banish the stepmother when she did nothing but report her stepdaughter?"
One of the boys raised his hand excitedly, "I know, I know! I remember! I bet you can't, Jake!" The boy cleared his throat and answered confidently, "Because the prince didn't want anything bad to happen to the princess."
The man gave his son a blank stare. "Oh, is that right?"
"Dad, you know Vik is wrong! He's always wrong!" Jake shouted with a frown, and said, "The answer is plain and simple. The prince and the princess were together so the princess couldn't have stolen it at the time she was accused of having done that."
Vik shook his head, frowning. "That's not plain and simple, Jake. At all."
The man smiled, marking something in their books before moving on. "Alright, now guess what happens after the stepmother is banished."
"They live happily ever after?" Vik answered, still frowning.
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