Presently a splendid banquet was served, and the King and his daughters sat down to it, and as he always thought that there was some special meaning in everything, he said to the eldest: “Tell me why you have chosen a green dress.” “Sire,” she answered, “having heard of your victories I thought that green would signify my joy and the hope of your speedy return.” “That is a very good answer,” said the King; “and you, my daughter,” he continued, “why did you take a blue dress?” “Sire,” said the Princess, “to show that we constantly hoped for your success, and that the sight of you is as welcome to me as the sky with its most beautiful stars.” “Why,” said the King, “your wise answers astonish me, and you, Miranda. What made you dress yourself all in white? “Because, sire,” she answered, “white suits me better than anything else.” “What!” said the King angrily, “was that all you thought of, vain child?” “I thought you would be pleased with me,” said the Princess; “that was all.” The King, who loved her, was satisfied with this, and even pretended to be pleased that she had not told him all her reasons at first. “And now,” said he, “as I have supped well, and it is not time yet to go to bed, tell me what you dreamed last night.” The eldest said she had dreamed that he brought her a dress, and the precious stones and gold embroidery on it were brighter than the sun. The dream of the second was that the King had brought her a spinning wheel and a distaff, that she might spin him some shirts. But the youngest said: “I dreamed that my second sister was to be married, and on her wedding-day, you, father, held a golden ewer and said: ‘Come, Miranda, and I will hold the water that you may dip your hands in it.’” The King was very angry indeed when he heard this dream, and frowned horribly; indeed, he made such an ugly face that everyone knew how angry he was, and he got up and went off to bed in a great hurry; but he could not forget his daughter’s dream. “Does the proud girl wish to make me her slave?” he said to himself. “I am not surprised at her choosing to dress herself in white satin without a thought of me. She does not think me worthy of her consideration! But I will soon put an end to her pretensions!” He rose in a fury, and although it was not yet daylight, he sent for the Captain of his Bodyguard, and said to him: “You have heard the Princess Miranda’s dream? I consider that it means strange things against me, therefore I order you to take her away into the forest and kill her, and, that I may be sure it is done, you must bring me her heart and her tongue. If you attempt to deceive me you shall be put to death!”