The Union of Peanut Butter and Jelly

A Holiday Surprise

In early December, Aimee once again left her kingdom, but this time she would visit her handsome and loving prince in his kingdom. Once Aimee arrived in the Peanut Butter kingdom, she saw a woman struggling with all of her carrying packages and told the coachman to stop the carriage. "Excuse me, ma'am," Aimee said as she called out to the woman from her carriage window. "Would you like some help? I could give you a ride home in my carriage if you want?"

The woman looked at the princess and gave her a warm smile. "I would love that; thank you very much, young lady," the woman said kindly as the footmen helped her into the carriage. The woman told Aimee where she lived, and the princess informed the coachman to go there. Once the carriage stopped at the woman's house, Aimee helped her with her packages as they went inside the house. "Thank you so much for your help, my lady," the woman politely said as Aimee placed the boxes on the kitchen table. "Your welcome; I'm just glad that I could help," Aimee said. "Is there anything that I can do to help you in return?" the woman asked. "Yes, there is a way that you can help me," Aimee told the woman. "I came to this kingdom to spend the holidays with my beloved Caddaric. Do you know where he lives?" Aimee asked the woman, who looked rather shocked at her question.

The woman quickly recovered her composure and said. "Yes, I do; Caddaric lives in the royal palace with his family." With this news, Aimee thanked the woman, and she immediately got into her carriage and headed towards the palace. "I wonder why Caddaric didn't tell me that he lived in the palace?" Aimee thought to herself. "Maybe I will find out once I get to the palace because even if he turns out to be a common servant, I will still love him no matter what."

Aimee did not have to wait long to find out. Once she had finished with her private thoughts, the coachman informed her that they had arrived at the palace. "Tell the guards that the princess of the Jelly kingdom has come for a visit," Aimee instructed the coachman as she began to prepare herself. When Aimee's carriage was allowed to enter through the gates, the coachman drove the carriage into the courtyard and stopped in front of the palace steps. Aimee then exited the carriage and made her way up the steps towards the palace entrance, where the King and Queen welcomed her. 

"Tell us what brings you to our kingdom Princess? It is an infrequent occurrence for us to receive royal visitors," King Erdnuβ said to Aimee as both he and the Queen escorted her inside the palace through the parlor. "To be honest, Your Majesties, I came here in search of a young man whom I met and fell in love with this past summer while my friends and I were on vacation in the mountains. A woman whom I helped once I arrived in the kingdom told me that he lived here," Aimee told them hopefully. "We understand your reasons, dear, for coincidentally, one of our sons went out on holiday to the mountains this past summer as well with one of his friends," Queen Avellana said to the princess. "May we ask what the young man's name is?" asked King Erdnuβ.

Before Aimee could answer the King, the doors that lead from the parlor towards the entrance hall opened, and a familiar figure entered the room. "Aimee, is that you?" the familiar figure asked, somewhat surprised and shocked. Immediately, Aimee knew that the figure was indeed her beloved Caddaric, no longer dressed in his plain traveling clothes; now, he was in his most acceptable royal attire. "Son, do you know Princess Aimee?" King Erdnuβ asked his son. 

Immediately, Caddaric went over to his beloved, and both he and Aimee told his parents the whole story of how they had met and fell in love. Once they had finished, both the King and the Queen smiled and said that they approved their relationship because the young couple's happiness brought them happiness. The King and Queen then left to check on the quarters where Aimee would be staying, leaving the young couple alone to talk in private.