While I Pondered, Weak & Weary

 

"only a kiss to steal your voice."

Long, long, long ago there lived a King and Queen whose deepest wish were to have a son. One, who would some day take over and rule their Kingdom. However, the Queen was unable to bear children and this grieved the King and Queen both. It was one particular warm night that the Queen, who in her childlike manner, combed and brushed her favorite plaything, (a doll with curly hair) did a tiny, ugly, wet frog leap onto the balcony where she had been sitting comfortably. And since frogs are such magical creatures, the Queen was not hesitant to pick up the green creature and make a wish.
 
"Oh, sir frog, what I wouldn't give up to bear a son." she told him in a sigh. 
Surprisingly the creature said in such a delicate tone, "I shall fulfill your wish." She had gasped, but was not troubled by the talking frog. 
"Can you truly do as you say, sir frog?" to which he replied, "This and more." The Queen filled with joy put the little frog down on got on her knees begging for the frog to give her a child right this minute. The Queen's plead touch the frog's heart and he bewitched the Queen's precious doll. Before their eyes the toy turned into a bouncing baby boy. Overwhelmed and filled with great ecstasy, the Queen wept fat tears of happiness and cuddled her newborn son. Then the little frog hopped on her shoulder and croaked, "in return for my services all I ask of you is your lovely voice. Only a kiss, to steal your voice." The Queen was absolutely repulsed and loathed the idea. Bitterly she fanned the frog from her shoulder and tried repeatedly to step on him and crush the life from him. He retreated from her brutal attacks, but his voice and these words were left in the air. 
"You will regret this day, your majesty. For when your prince is two decades, he shall seek me, his true father. For the punishment of your crime is that his life will be short, it will be filled with misfortune and again a doll he will be."
But the Queen mocked the frog's warning thinking 'Who knows whether that will ever happen' and thought nothing more of it.
The next day, the Queen told her King of the miracle that had happened and they named the young baby, Mitchell. a young beauty that the royal family presented with pride. They spoiled him and treated him like a little prince. And he lived happily ever after. For the time being. The end.