Categories: Humour

The Queen’s Itch

Once open a time, there lived a stunning Queen renowned for her large breasts.

Nick, the valiant Dragon Slayer, harboured an intense infatuation for the Queen due to this particular feature. Fully aware of the dire consequences — death — awaiting anyone attempting to lay hands on her, Nick couldn’t resist the urge to pursue his desire.

One fateful day, Nick confided in his colleague, Horatio the Physician, the esteemed chief doctor of the King. After pondering over Nick’s dilemma, Horatio proposed a solution, albeit at a cost of 1,000 gold coins.

Without hesitation, Nick agreed to the terms.

The following day, Horatio concocted a potent itching powder and discreetly sprinkled it into the Queen’s undergarments while she bathed. As soon as she dressed, an unbearable itch besieged her.

Summoned to the Royal Chambers to address the situation, Horatio informed the King and Queen that only a rare saliva, applied for four hours, could alleviate such an itch. Moreover, it was revealed that Nick’s saliva possessed the unique properties needed for the antidote.

Eager to relieve his Queen’s discomfort, the King hastily called upon Nick.

With Horatio’s covert assistance, Nick administered the antidote, working fervently for four hours to soothe the Queen’s distress. Eventually, the itching subsided, and Nick departed, hailed as a hero.

Returning to his quarters, Nick was confronted by Horatio, demanding the agreed-upon payment. Now satiated with his obsession, Nick nonchalantly dismissed Horatio, knowing the physician couldn’t expose their clandestine arrangement to the King.

The next day, however, Horatio exacted his revenge by secretly dosing the King’s undergarments with a massive amount of itching powder, prompting an immediate summons for Nick.

The moral of the story:

Always settle your debts promptly!

JD Lagrange

Blog: Under Grumpa's Hat (Grumpa.ca) Life / Humour #PuraVida - Canadian 🇨🇦 in Costa Rica 🇨🇷 Other medias: https://linktr.ee/jocelyndarilagrange

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