Norman reached the castle to find both of her parents waiting for her. Before her parents could utter one word, Norman apologized. “I am sorry I ran off like that. Please forgive me. My only excuse is that I was acting childishly.” She gave both of her parents a hug and, looking at her mother, she told her that Gertrude said he would meet her in the garden tomorrow night when the primroses were in bloom. With a devilish look in her eye, she teased, “Oh, and Mother, I told Gertrude that you gave up eating frog-trolls long ago.”
“Norman...you didn't!”
Norman laughed, turned, and ran through the doorway and flew up the stairs to her room.
The queen and king looked at each other and sighed at the same time. The king looked at his wife and asked, “And what do frog-trolls taste like? And don't tell me like chicken.” They both laughed.