“Please Sir Rumpelstiltskin can you take my baby out into the garden and let him enjoy the sunshine with you. While you are doing that I will arrange a grand reception befitting a fine man of your high station.” On and on dripped the words of honey until
Rumpelstiltskin had no choice but to agree.

Quickly she handed over the baby and showed him where the gardens were. The moment he was gone she ripped her dress, pushed her hair into disarray and splashed water on her face to simulate crying. The furniture she overturned and scattered all around. Then she ran, waddled really, to the King’s chambers.

“Help! Help!” she screamed as she entered, “he has taken our baby. He broke into my chambers and boasted that Rumpelstiltskin takes what he wants. He was heading for the gardens.”

The King despatched his men with orders to show no mercy. How dare anyone touch the Royal Prince. To do so would mean instant death. Heavily armed guards arrived in the garden. There they found Rumpelstiltskin as expected. Poor Rumpelstiltskin not expecting any trouble, thought that they had come to take him to his party. He was cut to pieces where he stood and his remains fed to the dogs.

The King and Queen lived, you might say, happily ever after. The truth about Rumpelstiltskin and his being betrayed was never told. Some time later two brothers, I think they were called Grimm, but I’m not sure, passed this way and they told the story quite different.

The reality was that Rumpelstiltskin was a poor innocent who had tried to help the Miller’s daughter and in return was betrayed and his good name besmirched.

Now I can hear you ask, what about the miller? Well I know that this is not part of the story but seeing that you asked.

Once his daughter was gone he suddenly found himself with money left over. No longer was all his labour going into providing for his lazy offspring. When he had enough money he decided to follow his dream, his main love. Drinking and being jolly. He opened a drinking establishment that he owned and not leased from the King.

This establishment he decided to call ‘The Miller’s Arms Hotel’. His fame quickly spread and people came from all around. Why he was so famous that they came from two counties over even.

Did he ever hear from the King and Queen? You guessed it, not even once. He lived to a ripe old age still being jolly to his last day.

Now you are the first to have been told about the shameful treatment of Rumpelstiltskin and how the truth was turned around. This is the whole truth and nothing but the truth.


The End