A sweet picture book about sharing and forgiveness, for ages 4 to 6.
How this book was made: the illustrations were generated with OpenAI's image tools, and this English edition was translated with AI help.
Cover: Floria, the Cotton Candy Princess. A sweet story about sharing and forgiveness. Back cover: The yummiest cotton candy is the piece you share with the ones you love.Far, far away stood a little castle with a pink roof. In it lived a little princess named Floria. Floria had a small secret the whole kingdom knew— She loved, loved, LOOOVED cotton candy!Floria had three good friends by her side. Gentle Tommy the steward wrote everything down. Cheerful Oliva the maid hid candy in her apron pocket. And then there was big, tall Michel, the royal guard— Shh! He's terribly ticklish!Tomorrow was the kingdom's yearly Cloud Festival! Floria climbed onto her little stool, raised her hand, and announced: I'll make the biggest, softest cotton candy cloud in the world, for everyone in the kingdom!The four friends set off to gather supplies! Tommy carried a long, long list. Oliva pushed the little candy cart. And Michel? Michel was in charge of... tasting! It's a safety check!But when they opened the sugar jar in the kitchen— Empty! Not one grain of sugar left! Floria pouted and stamped her little feet. Then, suddenly, her eyes lit up: I know! Let's ask Grandpa Honey for help!On the way to Grandpa Honey's house, splish-splash—it began to rain! Oh no! Cotton candy hates water! Quick-thinking Oliva picked a giant lotus leaf and held it over the candy cart like a green umbrella. Everyone giggled and splashed through the rain.Grandpa Honey gave them a big jar of golden honey and whispered a secret to Floria. The sweetest, sweetest cotton candy needs a little pinch of sharing. Floria tilted her head. What does sharing taste like?Back at the castle, the candy machine began to whir! Sweet threads of sugar floated up, as if a cloud had fallen into the kitchen. Floria climbed onto her little stool and cheered: Let's make cotton candy in all kinds of shapes!Tommy twirled and twirled—and out came a long-eared cotton candy bunny! Oliva spun and spun—and out came a pink cotton candy rose, layer upon layer! Wow! Floria clapped and bounced until her pigtails flew.Michel took a deep breath. Watch me make a mighty sword! He twirled and spun— Huh? The sword went soft and floppy and bent... and turned into a big banana! Ha ha ha! Huh? Where's my sword? Where did it go?At last, the four friends made their biggest creation of all— a cotton candy caterpillar! It grew bigger and bigger, softer and softer, sprinkled with little sugar stars that twinkled and twinkled. But just then— Chomp! Splat! Floria couldn't resist sneaking a big bite, and half of the caterpillar collapsed...Tommy knelt down and gently wiped the sugar from her mouth. “It's all right. We still have time. Let's try again, together.” Oliva and Michel smiled and nodded. No one blamed her. Floria suddenly understood Grandpa Honey's words— sharing means working hard together, and forgiving together, too.The Cloud Festival was here! Cotton candy bunnies, bears, and pigs floated over the square—and the banana sword, too! Floria split the big cotton candy cloud into little pieces and gave one to every child herself. For you! For you! And for you! The sky was pink, and the square filled with sweet laughter.Night came, and the stars came out. Floria held the last little piece of cotton candy, snuggled up with Tommy, Oliva, and Michel. “The yummiest cotton candy,” she whispered, “is the piece you share with the ones you love.” And as she spoke... zzz... she fell fast asleep. The End
