Thanks Jane, I’ve missed your painting challenges so was glad to see this one pop up in my reader tonight.
It was a punishment.
The girls had been caught entertaining four handsome but silly young brothers unchaperoned, and their father had given them strict instructions to gather all of the pebbles on the beach.
They had been here all day, and every time they thought they’d collected the last one, another group of them would be seen glinting in the sunshine.
Their skirts heavily laden, they continued their quest into the failing light.
From the castle balcony, The King looked down on his children.
‘Do you think they’ve learned anything?’ The Queen asked.
‘Only that there are an awful lot of pebbles in the sand,’ The King chuckled.
‘Same as there are a lot of suitors for them to choose from I suppose.’ his wife answered.
The King turned away from the window and his friend appeared behind him.
‘You can stop your spell now Merlin,’ he said.