Once upon a time there was a prince, who though no fault of his own, was cast under a spell by an evil witch.
The curse was that the prince could only speak only one word each year. However, he could save up the words so that if he did not speak for a whole year, then the following year, he was allowed to speak two words (this was before the time of letter writing or sign language).
One day, he met a beautiful princess (ruby lips, golden hair, sapphire eyes) and fell madly in love. With the greatest difficulty he decided to refrain from speaking for to whole years so that he could look at her and say, “my darling.” But at the end of 2 years, he wished to tell her that he love her. Because of this he waited 3 more years without speaking (bringing the total number of silent years to 5). But at the end of the 5 years, he realized that he had to ask her to marry him. So he waited ANOTHER 4 years without speaking. Finally as the ninth year of silence ended, his joy knew no bounds.
Leading the lovely princess in the most secluded and romantic place in the beautiful royal garden, the prince heaped a hundred red roses on her lap, knelt before her, and taking her hands in his, said huskily, “My darling, I love you! Will you marry me?”
And the princess tucked a strand of her golden hair behind her dainty ear, opened her sapphire eyes in wonder and parting her ruby lips she said, “Pardon?”
The curse was that the prince could only speak only one word each year. However, he could save up the words so that if he did not speak for a whole year, then the following year, he was allowed to speak two words (this was before the time of letter writing or sign language).
One day, he met a beautiful princess (ruby lips, golden hair, sapphire eyes) and fell madly in love. With the greatest difficulty he decided to refrain from speaking for to whole years so that he could look at her and say, “my darling.” But at the end of 2 years, he wished to tell her that he love her. Because of this he waited 3 more years without speaking (bringing the total number of silent years to 5). But at the end of the 5 years, he realized that he had to ask her to marry him. So he waited ANOTHER 4 years without speaking. Finally as the ninth year of silence ended, his joy knew no bounds.
Leading the lovely princess in the most secluded and romantic place in the beautiful royal garden, the prince heaped a hundred red roses on her lap, knelt before her, and taking her hands in his, said huskily, “My darling, I love you! Will you marry me?”
And the princess tucked a strand of her golden hair behind her dainty ear, opened her sapphire eyes in wonder and parting her ruby lips she said, “Pardon?”
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