The Frog Princess
The Frog Princess
In days gone by there was a King who had three sons. When his sons came of age the King called them to him and said, “My dear lads, I want you to get married so that I may see your links of london little ones, my grand-children, before I die.”
And his sons replied, “Very well, Father, give us your blessing. Who do you want us to marry?”
“Each of you must take an links of london jewellery arrow, go out into the green meadow and shoot it. Where the arrows fall, there shall your destiny be.”
So the sons bowed to their father, and each of them took an arrow and went out into the green meadow, where they drew their bows and let fly their arrows.
The arrow of the eldest son fell in the courtyard of a nobleman, and the nobleman’s daughter picked it up. The arrow of the middle son fell in the yard of a links of london bracelet merchant, and the merchant’s daughter picked it up. But the arrow of the youngest son, Prince Ivan, flew up and away he knew not where. He walked on and on in search of it, and at last he came to a marsh, where what should he see but a frog sitting on a leaf with the arrow in its mouth. Prince Ivan said to it, “Frog, frog, give me back my arrow.”
And the frog replied, “Marry me!”
“How can I marry a links of london charms frog?”
“Marry me, for it is your destiny.”
Prince Ivan was sadly disappointed, but what could he do? He picked up the frog and brought it home. The King celebrated three weddings: his eldest son was married to the nobleman’s daughter, his middle son to the merchant’s daughter, and poor Prince links of london Ivan to the frog.
One day the King called his sons and said, “I want to see which of your wives is most skilled with her needle. Let them each sew me a shirt by tomorrow morning.”
The sons bowed to their father and went out. Prince Ivan went home and sat in a corner, looking very sad. The frog hopped about on the floor and said to him, “Why are you so links of london sale sad, Prince Ivan? Are you in trouble?”
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