Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
I thanked the young king for his great goodness towards me, accepted of
the obliging offers he made me; and, to convince him that I was not
unworthy of him, told him my condition. I described to him the insolence
of the young Saracen, and found it needless to do any more than barely to
recount my misfortunes, to excite compassion in him, and all his officers
who heard me. When I had done speaking, the prince began again, assuring
me that he was highly concerned at my misfortune. Then he conducted me to
his palace, and presented me to the queen his mother, to whom I was
obliged again to repeat my misfortunes, and to renew my tears. The queen
seemed very sensible of my troubles, and took an extraordinary liking to
me. On the other hand the king her son fell desperately in love with me,
and soon offered me his person and his crown. I was still so entirely
taken up with the thoughts of my calamities, that the prince, though so
lovely a person, did not make so great an impression on me as he might
have done at another time. However, gratitude prevailing on me, I did not
refuse to make him happy; and our wedding was kept with all imaginable
grandeur.
At the time when all the people were taken up with the celebration of
their sovereign’s nuptials, a neighbouring prince, who was his enemy,
made a descent by night on the island with a great number of troops. That
formidable enemy was the king Zanguebar: he surprised those people, and
cut to pieces all the king my husband’s subjects. We two escaped very
narrowly, for he had already entered the palace with some of his
followers; but we found means to slip away, and got to the sea-coast,
where we entered a fishing-boat we had the good fortune to meet with. Two
days we were driven about by the winds, without knowing what would become
of us. The third day, we spied a vessel making towards us with all her
sails aboard. We rejoiced at first, believing it had been a merchant-ship
which might take us aboard; but were more astonished than I can express,
when, as it drew near, we saw ten or twelve armed pirates appear on the
deck. Being come up to us, five or six of them leaped into our boat,
seized us, bound the prince, and conveyed us into their ship, where they
immediately took off my veil. Instead of casting lots, every one of them
claimed the preference, and me as his right. The controversy grew hot,
and they came to blows about me, and fought like so many madmen. The deck
was soon covered with dead bodies; and, in short, they were all killed
but one, who, being left sole possessor of me, said, You are mine; I will
carry you to Grand Cairo, to deliver you to a friend of mine, to whom I
have promised a beautiful slave. But who, added he, looking upon the king
my husband, is that man? What relation is he to you? Are you allied by
blood or love? Sir, answered I, he is my husband. If so, replied the
pirate, in pity I must rid myself of him; it would be too great an
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