The curse was purported to be unbreakable; but the minstrel winked at the princess with a mysterious confidence.
“You hope to succeed where so many failed?” she asked dispassionately. “Very well. Which key will unlock my caged heart?”
The bard looked past the keys hanging from the ceiling, directly into her jade(d) eyes, and pulled out his flute. “I believe it’s ‘C’, my Lady.”
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
The caged heart will sing!!
💕 Muri 💕
So clever, David!
💝 Sara 💝
As a flautist myself … I thoroughly enjoyed your words! The ‘key of C Major’ the first I learned.
🎶 Thanks, Helen 🎶
Those jaded eyes… how will they be after the curse is broken?
Love this!!
💛 Syl 💛
This left a smile on my face. 🙂
💝 Wyndolynne 💝
Ha! Clever, and just the sort of thing to break a curse.
🤍 Shay 🤍
As always, a lovely story for both prompts!
🧡 Marion 🧡
I really love this, David. You have the knack of telling a complete story in a few phrases, and making us see the story unfold as if we were a third party to the conversation.
💗 Joy 💗 ~ thanks!
A beautiful tune should do. Very nice, David. 🙂
💕 Terveen 💕
You are so clever, David. Very creative.
💞 Bill 💞
The bard called David is so alluring and knows perfection!
💙 Harshi 💙
A CAGED heart to be opened with a ‘C’ key and a LONELY heart to be opened with an ‘L’ key (to spell out ‘L’ for LOVE) How right it is David!
Hank
💜 Hank 💜