The Green Fairy Book | Page 5

false waiting-woman went and told the Queen all that had passed. She at once determined that her own daughter should be at the little window; and she taught her so well all she was to say and do, that even the stupid Turritella could make no mistake.
The night was so dark that the King had not a chance of finding out the trick that was being played upon him, so he approached the window with the greatest delight, and said everything that he had been longing to say to Fiordelisa to persuade her of his love for her. Turritella answered as she had been taught, that she was very unhappy, and that there was no chance of her being better treated by the Queen until her daughter was married. And then the King entreated her to marry him; and thereupon he drew his ring from his finger and put it upon Turritella's, and she answered him as well as she could. The King could not help thinking that she did not say exactly what he would have expected from his darling Fiordelisa, but he persuaded himself that the fear of being surprised by the Queen was making her awkward and unnatural. He would not leave her until she had promised to see him again the next night, which Turritella did willingly enough. The Queen was overjoyed at the success of her stratagem, end promised herself that all would now be as she wished; and sure enough, as soon as it was dark the following night the King came, bringing with him a chariot which had been given him by an Enchanter who was his friend. This chariot was drawn by flying frogs, and the King easily persuaded Turritella to come out and let him put her into it, then mounting beside her he cried triumphantly--
��Now, my Princess, you are free; where will it please you that we shall hold our wedding?'
And Turritella, with her head muffled in her mantle, answered that the Fairy Mazilla was her godmother, and that she would like it to be at her castle. So the King told the Frogs, who had the map of the whole world in their heads, and very soon he and Turritella were set down at the castle of the Fairy Mazilla. The King would certainly have found out his mistake the moment they stepped into the brilliantly lighted castle, but Turritella held her mantle more closely round her, and asked to see the Fairy by herself, and quickly told her all that had happened, and how she had succeeded in deceiving King Charming.
��Oho! my daughter,' said the Fairy, ��I see we have no easy task before us. He loves Fiordelisa so much that he will not be easily pacified. I feel sure he will defy us!' Meanwhile the King was waiting in a splendid room with diamond walls, so clear that he could see the Fairy and Turritella as they stood whispering together, and he was very much puzzled.
��Who can have betrayed us?' he said to himself. ��How comes our enemy here? She must be plotting to prevent our marriage. Why doesn't my lovely Fiordelisa make haste and come hack to me?'
But it was worse than anything he had imagined when the Fairy Mazilla entered, leading Turritella by the hand, and said to him--
��King Charming, here is the Princess Turritella to whom you have plighted your faith. Let us have the wedding at once.'
��I!' cried the King. ��I marry that little creature! What do you take me for? I have promised her nothing!'
��Say no more. Have you no respect for a Fairy?' cried she angrily.
��Yes, madam,' answered the King, ��I am prepared to respect you as much as a Fairy can be respected, if you will give me back my Princess.'
��Am I not here?' interrupted Turritella. ��Here is the ring you gave me. With whom did you talk at the little window, if it was not with me?'
��What!' cried the King angrily, ��have I been altogether deceived and deluded? Where is my chariot? Not another moment will I stay here.'
��Oho,' said the Fairy, ��not so fast.' And she touched his feet, which instantly became as firmly fixed to the floor as if they had been nailed there.
��Oh! do whatever you like with me,' said the King; ��you may turn me to stone, but I will marry no one but Fiordelisa.'
And not another word would he say, though the Fairy scolded and threatened, and Turritella wept and raged for twenty days and twenty nights. At last the Fairy Mazilla said furiously (for she was quite tired out by his obstinacy), ��Choose whether you will marry my goddaughter, or do penance seven years for breaking your word to her.'
And then the King cried gaily: ��Pray do whatever you like with me, as