The Princess, the Dragon, and the Frog Prince by Elisabeth Waters

Author:Elisabeth Waters
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Marion Zimmer Bradley Literary Works Trust
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

A Prince Among Frogs

Elisabeth Waters

Jan looked into her refrigerator and frowned. “Out of diet soda again,” she muttered. “When am I ever going to learn to shop properly?” She closed the refrigerator door and went outside to her back patio.

She decided to go next door to her cousin Julian’s house. Julian was 16 years old and a neatness freak. Over the past year, with the help of his decidedly unusual cleaning service, his home had gone from total chaos (courtesy of his absent-minded parents) to a place that could be depended on to have whatever Jan had just run out of. And she knew Julian was home; she could hear him talking to a friend on his patio.

She walked through the gate between their back yards, calling out a greeting to Julian and his friend, just as the sun set.

Since both of them were looking at her, she was the only one who saw exactly what happened next, and even she didn’t believe it at first.

There was a flash of bright light, outshining the floodlights which lit the terrace, and a loud popping sound from an aquarium which had been sitting on the terrace next to Julian’s friend. When she had opened the gate, the aquarium had contained a frog. Now it was on its side and a naked man was sitting beside it. He looked to be about Jan’s age (mid-twenties), and the first thing she noticed as she stared at him was that he was gorgeous. His eyes were brilliant blue, his hair was blond and shoulder length, and his muscles... His pecs looked like something off the cover of a romance novel, but he had the leg muscles of a figure skater. Of course, a tiny voice in her mind said, if he really was just a frog, he would have great legs.

He also looked disoriented by his surrounding and very embarrassed by his nudity, especially when he noticed Jan staring at him. He blushed and moved quickly to stand behind the nearest chair. Since the chair was wrought iron filigree, it wasn’t much cover, but Jan supposed it was the thought that counted. She felt a bit embarrassed herself—it wasn’t like her to drool over a man’s muscles.

The boys’ conversation stopped dead as they twisted in their chairs and saw what Jan was looking at. Julian, his jaw hanging, just stared at the man for a second. Then he found his voice. “Aiken!” he screamed.

The door to the kitchen opened and shut again. “What’s wrong, Julian?” a gruff low-pitched voice asked.

“He, uh—” Julian pointed to the naked man.

The man, still clutching the back of the chair, twisted to face the door and inclined his head gravely, looking relieved at the sight of the small brown man.

Stranger and stranger, Jan thought. He can see Aiken, and he’s not freaking out—which is how most people react to him.

“Good evening, gentlebeing,” the man said. “Peace be to the house thou keepest.”

“I thank thee, Highness,” Aiken replied. “Master Julian,” he continued, “I am a brownie.

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