... it suddenly fell with a loud clatter. And so did the Warty Witch. She fell down in what seemed to be slow-motion and then... disintegrated.
Behind her, stood Prince Matthew. He looked as shocked as Anabetha, and blubbered:
"I-I didn't m-m-ean t-to d-do th-that..."
In that moment, they both realised that the witch's death had caused the Prince's being able to speak.
So they both carefully took the wand from the floor and walked down several flights of steps and arrived in the King and Queen's court.
The Prince, with Anabetha's occasional help, counted their story. They guessed that the Warty Witch had died because she had never expected to come in contact with the Prince who had bumped into her, and had probably therefore caused her death.
When they had finished, the King and Queen were too impressed and happy to be able to even speak a word.
So the next Saturday, the whole kingdom was celebrating the Warty Witch's death along with Prince Matthew' and newly-made Princess Anabetha's wedding. They lived a long, happy life with lots of children and even more grand-children.
The End
Okay, I know that's kind of a silly ending, but I am out of ideas and inspiration at the moment. Sorry, I promise I'll try and do better next time :)
