English fiction -- 19th century; Fairy tales; Short stories, English
The King took him to a chamber with two further doors that opened out
of it. “Here,” said the King, “you are to sleep, and in the inner rooms
sleep the Princess Royal and the Princess Lyneth. There is no entrance
or exit to them but through this; therefore, when you are here with your
door bolted, one would suppose that you had them safe. Alas! ten other
men have tried like you to ward off the harm, and have failed; and so
to-day I have ten daughters with no looks left to them, and no hair upon
their heads.”
As they were speaking, the two Princesses, with their sisters, came up
to bed. And the pale ones, wearing their white wimples, came and kissed
the golden hair of the other two, crying over it, and saying, “To one of
you we are saying good-bye; to-morrow one of you will be like us!” Then
they went away to their sleeping-place, and the Princess Royal and Lyneth
kissed each other, and parted weeping, each into her own chamber.
“Watch well over us!” said Lyneth to Lubin, as she passed through. “Watch
over me!” said the Princess Royal. And then the two doors were closed.
Lubin said to the King, “Could I now see the two Princesses, without
being seen by them, it would help me to know what to do.”
“Come down to my cabinet,” said the King. “I have an invisible cap there,
that I can lend you if you think you can do any good with it.” So they
went; and the King reached down the cap from the wall and gave it to
Lubin.
“Now, good-night, your Majesty,” said Lubin; “I will do for you all I
can.”
The King answered, “Either you shall be my son-in-law to-morrow, or you
shall have no ears. My wishes are with you that the former state may be
yours.”
Lubin went into his chamber and closed and bolted the door; then he put
the bed up against it. “Now, at least,” he thought, “there are three of
us, and no more!” He put on his invisible cap, and going softly to the
Princess Royal’s door, opened it and peeped in.
She stood up before her glass, combing out her long gold hair, and
smiling proudly because of its beauty. She gathered it up by all its ends
and kissed it; then, letting it fall, she went on combing as before.
Lubin went out, closing the door again; then he took off his cap and
knocked, and presently he heard the Princess Royal saying, “Come in!” She
was lying down upon the bed, squeezing her eyes with her hands.
“Princess,” he said, “I will watch over you like my own life, if you will
do what I bid you. I am but a poor man, and the best that I can do is but
poor; but I think, if you will, I can save your head from becoming as
bare as a billiard ball.”
The Princess asked him how.
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