Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
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Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
Fairy tales
his baggage, and more than three-fourths of his army, while the loss
on our side was inconsiderable. A slight wound which I had received
was the only advantage the foe could boast of; but the Queen, fearing
that if the war continued some more serious mischief might befal me, in
opposition to the desire of the whole army, to which my presence had
imparted fresh spirit, made peace on more advantageous terms than the
vanquished had ventured to hope for.
A short time afterwards we returned to our capital, which we entered
in triumph. My occupation during the war, and the continual presence
of my ancient adorer, had prevented me from informing the Queen of
what had occurred. She was, therefore, completely taken by surprise
when the Fairy told her, in so many words, that she had determined to
marry me immediately. This declaration was made in this very Palace,
but which was at that time not so superb as it is at present. It had
been a country residence of the late King, which a thousand occupations
had prevented his embellishing. My mother, who cherished everything
that he had loved, had selected it in preference to any other as a
place of retirement after the fatigues of the war. At the avowal of the
Fairy, unable to control her first feelings, and unused to dissemble,
she exclaimed, "Have you reflected, Madam, on the absurdity of the
arrangement you propose to me!" In truth it was impossible to conceive
one more ridiculous. In addition to the almost decrepit old age of the
Fairy, she was horribly ugly. Nor was this the effect of time. If she
had been handsome in her youth, she might have preserved some portion
of her beauty by the aid of her art; but naturally hideous, her power
could only invest her with the appearance of beauty for one day in each
year, and that day ended, she returned to her former state.
The Fairy was surprised at the exclamation of the Queen. Her self-love
concealed from her all that was actually horrible in her person, and
she calculated that her power sufficiently compensated for the loss
of a few charms of her youth. "What do you mean," said she to the
Queen, "by an absurd arrangement! Consider, that it is imprudent in
you to make me remember what I have condescended to forget. You ought
only to congratulate yourself on possessing a son so amiable that his
merit induces me to prefer him to the most powerful Genii in all the
elements; and as I have deigned to descend to him, accept with respect
the honour I am good enough to confer on you, and do not give me time
to change my mind."
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