The Star Princess was so used to obeying her nurses that she went
meekly to bed and even allowed them to put the band over her eyes as
usual; but she was puzzled and confused. In that one long look she had
found that no dragon, but a thing more beautiful than anything she had
ever seen before even in her dreams lay around the Island Kingdom.
What could it mean? Why had she never been allowed to see it? What
was that glorious light that came up from the blue and was a thousand
times brighter than the candles? Over and over she said to herself,
“Sun--sea--ship,” but she could not solve the mystery. She lay as if
asleep until the time came to go to her father and her mother. Then she
heard the whole story of the wicked mermaid and the seventh curse. “Now
you are free,” they said joyfully. She took a hand of each parent and
roamed over the palace from garret to cellar, gazing from window after
window upon the glorious ocean and the deep blue sky. They went out of
doors, and she saw the trees, the flowers, and the birds. She watched
the rippling of the waves on the shore. Every hour was more delightful
than those before it. At last came the glory of the sunset, and she
exclaimed, “Oh, this is even more beautiful than the sunrise!”
“But what do you know of the sunrise?” her father asked gravely, and
she told him of her one look from the window. Both her parents were
troubled, but the Star Princess was so happy that they could not bear
to alarm her. Then, too, they said to themselves, “It was only a
moment before the clock struck, and surely no harm can come of it.”
So the happy day went on. When evening was fully come, the mother sat
with her arm about her daughter and the father told her very gently
about the love of the Prince and his wish to make her his queen.
“To-morrow you will see him,” said the King, “and if you are willing to
be his wife, he will come for you in a year and a day.”
It was easy to see from the face of the Star Princess that the Prince
would be welcome when he came. “We will talk more of this in the
morning,” said the King, as he kissed his daughter good-night.
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