The Sneezing Snowflake Door — Every morning, Corinna marched to the Frost Entry with a silver brush and tickled dust from the carved doors before the royal inspectors arrived. Read the full story →
Every morning, Corinna marched to the Frost Entry with a silver brush and tickled dust from the carved doors before the royal inspectors arrived. The doors always groaned, the towers dripped icicles with a plink-plink-plink, and Corinna always practiced her grand wave without smiling. Until one day, the left door sneezed.
Because of that, a puff of cinnamon-snow blasted her crown sideways. Because of THAT, Corinna’s curiosity ran wild; she poked every carved vine, tapped every icicle, and finally pressed the smallest snowflake button on her bodice. “Aha, you sneezy little secret,” she whispered.
The button popped open like a cold pea pod, and out rolled three tiny frost mice carrying a crumb of gingerbread and a note: PLEASE STOP BRUSHING OUR FRONT DOOR. Corinna laughed so hard the inspectors found her making a mouse-sized welcome mat from ribbon. Next time you spot the snowflake on her gown, listen for plink-plink-plink and one very polite sneeze.
