Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
Next morning the queen and king Beder went to the bagnio; and as soon as
they came out, the women who had served the king there, presented him
with fine linen and a magnificent habit. The queen likewise, who was more
splendidly dressed than the day before, came to receive him, and they
went together to her apartment, where they had a good repast brought
before them, and spent the remainder of the day in walking and other
amusements.
Queen Labe treated king Beder after this manner for forty days, as she
had been accustomed to do all her lovers. The fortieth night, as they
were lying together, she, believing he was really asleep, arose without
making any noise; but he was awake, and perceiving she had some design
upon him, watched all her motions. Being up, she opened a chest, from
whence she took a little box, full of a certain yellow powder. Taking
some of the powder, she laid a train of it across the chamber, and
immediately flowed in a rivulet of water, to the great astonishment of
king Beder. He trembled with fear, but still pretended to sleep, that he
might not discover to the sorceress he was awake.
Queen Labe next took up some of the water in a pot, and poured it into a
basin where there was flour, with which she made paste, and kneaded it
for a long time: then she mixed certain drugs with it, which she took
from different boxes, and made a cake, and put it into a covered
baking-pan. As she had taken care at first to make a good fire, she took
some of the coals, and set the pan upon them; and as the cake was baking,
she put up her pot and boxes again; and at the pronouncing of certain
words, dismissed the rivulet, which appeared no more. When the cake was
baked, she took it off the coals, and carried it into her closet, and
afterwards returned to bed again to king Beder, who dissembled the matter
so well with her, that she had not the least suspicion that he knew any
thing of what she had done.
King Beder, whom the pleasures and delights of a court had made to forget
his good host Abdallah, began now to think of him again, and believed he
had more than ordinary occasion for his advice at this juncture, since he
saw all the queen had done that night. As soon as he was up, therefore,
he expressed a great desire to go and see his uncle, and begged of her
majesty to permit him. Alas! my dear Beder, cried the queen, are you then
already tired, I will not say with the pleasures of so superfine a palace
as mine is, but with the company of a queen who loves you so passionately
as I do?
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