Prince Duke Knottingham and Princess Lily are set to be wed in the Enchanted Kingdom of All Enchanted Kingdoms. They love each other with all their hearts and wish to devote their lives to one another. Sounds splendid. A happily ever after scenario if ever there was one. Hold the phone though! Phones in medieval times? It's a figure of speech.
There's just one teensy, tiny, itsty, bitsy, wittle, wittle problem…The evil forces that inhabit the Enchanted Kingdom of All Enchanted Kingdoms cannot just sit idly by and simply allow these two to consummate in marriage! So, what do the bad guys do? Their King, King Jatonefatz, sends an impressionable, naïve flunky who foolishly believes himself a genius in to infiltrate Prince Duke's inner circle. The flunky's name is Lucky. “Hey, I'm not a flunky!” Yes you are! Shush! Lucky cozies up to Duke by becoming his personal assistant. Before too long, Lucky hatches a scheme, with his King's blessing, to kidnap Princess Lily and hold her hostage.
By using Lily as leverage, King Jatonefatz and Lucky know Duke will have to come running after her in a desperate rescue attempt. Not only that, he will have to traverse the dreaded Enchanted Forest of All Enchanted Forests before even getting into rescue position! That forest ain't no joke! What forest? The Enchanted Forest of All Enchanted Forests! Why do you keep referring to the “Enchanted of All” terminology so frequently? Because I want to! Making matters worse, Lucky will be accompanying him each step of the way, trying to ensure his demise in any and every way possible. Prince Duke Knottingham is not supposed exit that forest...What forest? Ahhh! Got 'em! He is not meant to exit that forest alive.
The Enchanted Forest of All Enchanted Forests possesses an Old Gypsy Hag hell-bent on destroying all passersby, a pair of scholarly elder oak trees, a lunatic game show host with a bloodthirsty audience to guard her back, a burning bush with both wisdom and euphemisms to bestow, and…a pack of miniature farting mushrooms, led by the adorable Stacey, who desire nothing but fun, fun, fun! Call this book whatever you want. Boring won't be a word associated with it.
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