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I smeared glitter on her head, and hung mom’s beads around her neck.

The chicken got offended, ran into the barn – and started such an egg-party, the whole village came to watch!

– And your parents? – asked Fox, wiping tears of laughter.

– My stepmother wanted to scold me at first…

But when she saw me standing proud in a pot, draped in tinsel, next to a sparkling chicken – she just threw up her hands and laughed.

With everyone else.

And right then I thought:

Maybe I won’t become a real fairy…

But if I can make people smile —

isn’t that magic too?

Alangazar nodded with respect:

– I agree. A cheerful heart is stronger than any spell.

They all fell quiet for a moment.

The fire crackled gently.

The night wrapped around their camp like a soft, fluffy blanket.

Somewhere in the distance, an owl hooted.

And above them – high as childhood dreams – the stars shimmered softly.

The Prince’s Funny Tale

The Prince stretched, adjusted his cloak, and smiled:

– Since everyone’s sharing stories… I guess I have to confess something too.

When I was little, we had… a rooster in the palace.

A regular rooster.

But for some reason – he decided he was the Guardian of the Throne.

– A rooster? Guardian of the throne?! – Alangazar roared with laughter.

– Yep! He guarded the throne room and wouldn’t let anyone in. Not even the king!

If someone came too close – he’d charge, flap his wings, and crow like he was challenging them to a duel.

– And what did you do? – asked Ertoshtuk, eyes gleaming with curiosity.

– I put on armor, a helmet two sizes too big, grabbed a wooden sword, and marched out to face him.

Picture this: me, an eight-year-old knight, against the rooster of doom!

We circled each other…

I tripped and fell,

and he – sat on my head.

Like a champion.

The servants laughed for a week straight!

– So who won in the end? – Cinderella giggled.

– My mom.

She came in, tossed the rooster a handful of grain – and he surrendered immediately.

That’s when I realized… sometimes, kindness wins where strength fails.

Especially if it comes with breakfast.

Laughter rippled around the fire. Even the flames seemed to crackle with joy.

The Prince’s Gentle Fairy Tale

The Prince grew quiet for a moment. His voice softened:

– When I was very little, I used to have the same dream.

I was in a garden, filled with glowing trees,