bromide

(based on retellings of Italian Folklore)

So Violetta left her family to discover her future in this world. As the horse carried her into the forest she shivered from the sudden gusts of wind. Upon a clearing the horse began to speak, catching Violetta by surprise.

"My dear, because you have been so kind to me, I will save you from my master."
Violetta nodded, "What am I to do?"
The horse nudged closer as Violetta stroked its mane. "First you continue on this path until you reach a well. Lift the bucket up and take the walnut inside. It will be useful to you later. Then continue on the path until you reach the palace. It will be adorned with many jewels. When asked, reply, 'I only wish to have a piece of iron.' You will mix the two elements together." With that the horse left, leaving Violetta alone to continue her journey.

Violetta followed the path and found the well. Curious, she opened the walnut and found a rich burgundy liquid, gleaning like velvet. She quickly shut the walnut knowing the contents inside were important.

When Violetta reached the glittering palace, an old woman greeted her. "Oh such a pretty girl, would you like a pretty jewel?"
Violetta was captured by the shine of a ruby but shook her head as she remembered the horses instructions. "I only wish to have a piece of iron."
The old woman nodded and gave her an ore.

The palace was bare. No furniture or paintings. It was dark, ashy gray with no inhabitants. Violetta heard the whisper of a horse neighing. She quickly opened the walnut and poured its content on the iron ore. Suddenly the horse she had traveled on galloped through the palace. It tired to crush the reaction that occur ed. A steady stream of smoke strung around the horse and only a beautiful youth was left.

"Violetta, you have saved me from the old woman's spell. She was really an evil sorceress who imprisoned me as a horse so that no one would love me. She kept me for daughter." The youth, who was really the prince of the castle, motioned to the floor. The old woman had turned into gray ash. He quickly disposed of the ashes out the door, and no sooner had he done so, the interior of the castle transformed. Elaborate furnishings and adornments appeared. Servants also suddenly appeared as well.

The prince and Violetta were quickly married and her family was invited to attend. They were so happy to see her alive and happy.

And here I am watching from the crowd
as King and Queen Violetta reign so well