By stage after stage, and after many days’ journeying, he arrived at
the city of King Quimus. What did he see? A towering citadel whose foot
kept firm the wrinkled earth, and whose battlements touched the blue
heaven. He saw hanging from its battlements many heads, but it had not
the least effect upon him that these were heads of men of rank; he
listened to no advice about laying aside his fancy, but rode up to the
gate and on into the heart of the city. The place was so splendid that
the eyes of the ages have never seen its like, and there, in an open
square, he found a tent of crimson satin set up, and beneath it two
jewelled drums with jewelled sticks. These drums were put there so that
the suitors of the princess might announce their arrival by beating on
them, after which some one would come and take them to the king’s
presence. The sight of the drums stirred the fire of Prince Tahmasp’s
love. He dismounted, and moved towards them; but his companions hurried
after and begged him first to let them go and announce him to the king,
and said that then, when they had put their possessions in a place of
security, they would enter into the all important matter of the
princess. The prince, however, replied that he was there for one thing
only; that his first duty was to beat the drums and announce himself as
a suitor, when he would be taken, as such, to the king, who would then
give him proper lodgment. So he struck upon the drums, and at once
summoned an officer who took him to King Quimus.
When the king saw how very young the prince looked, and that he was
still drinking of the fountain of wonder, he said: “O youth! leave
aside this fancy which my daughter has conceived in the pride of her
beauty. No one can answer er her riddle, and she has done to death many
men who had had no pleasure in life nor tasted its charms. God forbid
that your spring also should be ravaged by the autumn winds of
martyrdom.” All his urgency, however, had no effect in making the
prince withdraw. At length it was settled between them that three days
should be given to pleasant hospitality and that then should follow
what had to be said and done. Then the prince went to his own quarters
and was treated as became his station.
King Quimus now sent for his daughter and for her mother, Gulrukh,[6]
and talked to them. He said to Mibrafruz: “Listen to me, you cruel
flirt! Why do you persist in this folly? Now there has come to ask your
hand a prince of the east, so handsome that the very sun grows modest
before the splendour of his face; he is rich, and he has brought gold
and jewels, all for you, if you will marry him. A better husband you
will not find.”
But all the arguments of father and mother were wasted, for her only
answer was: “O my father! I have sworn to myself that I will not marry,
even if a thousand years go by, unless someone answers my riddle, and
that I will give myself to that man only who does answer it.”
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