This post will be much shorter than the hefty title implies. While researching the fairy tale Snow White and Rose Red for one of my WIPs, I started thinking about sisters in fairy tales. One of the aspects of the story that makes it unique is that the sisters love and care for each other, and neither of them is the bad or downright evil sister.
I think that was one of the main reasons why my twin and I loved the story so much. The sisters even marry brothers--which we managed to do in real life. Although that is a story for another day.
I wonder if this is the main reason why I've always loved The Twelve Dancing Princesses. All the sisters work together to keep the secret of their lovers' kingdom. They take care of each other. And they are all clever--outwitting their father and countless unwanted suitors in order to seek their own happiness.
And also. Twelve. Dresses. Lots of dancing. That pretty much guaranteed I would like it.
But every time I read it I get so mad at the ending. What happens to the princes that the sisters are in love with? And what about the sister who is forced to marry that pesky, sneaky, underhanded man that discovers their secret?
Someday I'll rewrite this story. There will only be three sisters, maybe seven. They will help each other and they will save the princes in the secret kingdom, who are obviously trapped there under an enchantment.
And it'll all end in one, big, fabulous....
****Choreographed Dance Party!******