The Very Large Princess

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  The Princess in the Armory (Excerpt)

  On the name day of her eighth year, Princess Theresa of Alcedonia was presented with a poppet, fashioned from alabaster and painted to resemble herself. It was clad in a comely gown of yellow silk trimmed with lace and ribbons, and it smiled graciously upon its mistress, yet it pleased her not.

  “I would sooner have a culverin, a falconet, or other such light cannon,” she murmured.

  “What sayest thou?” asked her mother, Princess Gertrude, raising a hand to her ear to shield it from the ambient din. Many were gathered in the solar chamber: the Queen (Theresa’s aunt), the Dowager Queen (her grandmother), Prince Antoine (her father), several other aunts and uncles, numerous cousins, and assorted lords and ladies.

  “I would have a cannon,” said Theresa, raising her voice. “Or mayhap a side-sword and buckler.” She cast a glance at her cousin Mark, a lad of nine years, and saw that he was plunged in melancholy. ‘Twas hard that all their expectations should thus be o’erthrown. Mark had a crossbow of sorts, though ‘twas not well strung, and Theresa had fashioned a cudgel from the limb of an oak, but what worth these against a monstrous horde of Vandals? Their fortress, belike, would fall.

  “Sword and buckler?” interposed the Dowager Queen. “These are not seemly gifts for a maiden.”

  “E’en a halberd or a pike would be most welcome,” said Theresa.

  Prince Antoine laughed, then bade his daughter to hold her tongue.