. Tales of enchantment from Spain . sleeping king? 92 THE KING WHO SLEPT I remember, I remember. Do you remember how I bought a little blackslave girl to keep me company in the lonely, quietpalace,—unlucky day that I did it? I remember, I remember. Do you remember how the slave girl drew meaway from the king to listen to the music of St. JohnsDay, and took my place beside the sleeping is me! Woe is me! I cannot bear to live longerto see her wed the king,—my king whom I watchedbeside and loved with all my heart! The king broke open the door and rushed intothe room. He took the princess
. Tales of enchantment from Spain . sleeping king? 92 THE KING WHO SLEPT I remember, I remember. Do you remember how I bought a little blackslave girl to keep me company in the lonely, quietpalace,—unlucky day that I did it? I remember, I remember. Do you remember how the slave girl drew meaway from the king to listen to the music of St. JohnsDay, and took my place beside the sleeping is me! Woe is me! I cannot bear to live longerto see her wed the king,—my king whom I watchedbeside and loved with all my heart! The king broke open the door and rushed intothe room. He took the princess in his arms. You are the one who came through many perilsto break my enchantment! It is you who watchedlong lonely months by my side while I slept! It isyou who are my own true love! It is you who shallbe my bride! were his words, as he wiped awaythe tears from the cheeks of the princess. When the princess and the king returned to herfathers palace they were received with great joy. Itwas as if she had returned from the THE PRINCE FERNANDO ONG ago a king and queenlived in a beautiful palace, in spite of all itsgrandeur, was a lonely place,because there were no littlechildren in it. The king andqueen passed their days inoffering prayers and vows before one saint or anotherthat they might be granted just one little son. One day the king was hunting in a deep watched with envious eyes the little son who hadcome with one of the royal hunters. I cannot—can-not endure the pain of having no son of my own,he mourned aloud. What is my kingdom and all itsriches with no son to inherit them! Suddenly a genie sprang out of the hollow stumpof a fallen tree before him. The king had never seena genie before in all his life and his royal cheek 93 94 THE PRINCE FERNANDO turned pale with excitement. Because he was the king, of course it was not fright. Your wish shall be granted, said the genie. You shall have a son on condition that you shallmake a vow to me th
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