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Princess Bedtime Stories for Kids

Bedtime stories are more than just sharing a cute story – they are an important way to bond with your little one. There are many advantages of interacting with your child by way of reading bedtime stories:

Daily Routine: It helps them develop a daily routine.
Bonding: It enhances the child’s bonding with the storyteller.
Reading Preparedness: It helps them inculcate an interest in reading.
Comprehension and logic: It improves their language skills.
Communication: It makes the child more expressive and interactive.
Morals and Values: It is a creative means to imbibe moral values in children.

Here’s a list of stories that you could read to your children:

Princess and the Magical Ring
The Lonely Princess
The Princess and the Pea
The Princess and the Faithful Knight
Flora: The Princess Fairy

List of Short Princess Bedtime Stories for Children

1.

Princess and the Magical Ring

One fine day, the princess of the kingdom of Norfolk found a ring while in the palace’s garden. When she inquired about the ring with her father, he informed her that it would bring her five special powers:

The ability to get sound sleep.
The ability to make fire without a flint.
The ability to grow any crop of her choice.
The ability to make it rain even without clouds in the sky.
The ability to sing like an enchanted siren.

The fifth was the princess’ most enjoyed power. She would keep singing for long, hoping that someday, a charming prince would fall for her beautiful voice.

One dark day, the kingdom got jinxed with a witch’s spell. It affected everyone except the princess. The witch deprived the kingdom of everything it had, including fire, the sun, the rains, and the crops. The miserable state of her country saddened the princess. But, all she had to help her kingdom were her five special powers! A spontaneous idea popped into her mind – she rushed to the balcony and started singing. The princess sang for months, all day and night. She didn’t stop even when her parents asked her. After about a year of singing, the kingdom normalised. But simultaneously, the princess disappeared in the winds. The kingdom was restored to its original glory because of the princess’ sacrifices.

2. The Lonely Princess

The Kingdom of Glora was home to Princess Isabella, a friendly young lady who was loved by the whole kingdom. She had two elder sisters, Rose and Juliette, but she was nothing like them. Rose was quite charming, but she was no match to Juliette. Nevertheless, they were both mean to Isabella because they were considered conventionally beautiful. They teased Isabella for her plain appearance and simplicity, and always made fun of her for playing with her toys. They coaxed her to dress up more, but Isabella paid no heed to her sisters and continued to play with her toys. She loved her dolls as they never called her names, but she often felt lonely. King Paul, her father, was distressed at the sorrow of his youngest child, and although he tried to spend his free time with her, he was often called away for extended periods because of his royal duties.

On a bright summer morning, the prince of the Kingdom of Meadow-Hill, Geoffrey, arrived in the Kingdom of Glora, seeking a bride. He was a year younger than Juliette, a year older than Rose, and two years older than Isabella. All the sisters were eager to meet the handsome prince. Prince Geoffrey first spoke to Juliette, praising her beautiful tresses. Flattered, Juliette told him how lovingly she took care of her hair. Geoffrey soon got tired of the conversation and tried to strike a conversation with Rose. To impress the young prince, Rose began describing her father’s court and talking about all the famous personalities in it. When Prince Geoffrey could hear no more, he decided to meet Isabella. As soon as he met her, he was awestruck by her beauty. Juliette and Rose scoffed at Isabelle, berating her unkempt hair. When the prince said she had beautiful eyes, both Rose and Juliette declared that all the sisters had beautiful eyes. Prince Geoffrey said, “She is blessed with beautiful eyes indeed. But she plays with toys!” Juliette countered, trying to make young Isabella appear childish. “So what? Even I like playing with dolls.” Taking out a small doll from his pocket, he introduced it to everyone as Jane, his oldest friend. Isabella, delighted, offered to introduce him to her friends. When he agreed, she led him into the garden, leaving behind her mean sisters.

3. The Princess and the Pea

There once lived a prince who was in search of a suitable princess. He travelled across the seven seas in search of the right one, but he wasn’t sure if the princesses he met were genuine. Disheartened, he eventually returned home.

One evening, there was a terrible thunderstorm. Having heard a knock on the door, the queen went to open it. A princess was standing there in soiled and muddy clothes. Her hair looked dirty; she was thoroughly drenched, and her shoes were covered in mud. She claimed to be a real princess. “We’ll soon find out the truth,” said the queen. The queen went to the bedroom and took all the mattresses off the bed. She then placed a pea at the bottom and laid twenty mattresses on top of it. Next, she placed twenty feathered beds on top of the mattresses. The princess was asked to sleep on the bed for the night. In the morning, the queen questioned the princess about the quality of her sleep. The princess replied, “I just couldn’t sleep all night. God knows what, but there was something very hard on the bed.” The queen then understood that she was indeed a real princess, as only a real princess would feel the discomfort through the twenty mattresses and feathered beds. Knowing that she was a real princess, the prince took her as his wife.

4. The Princess and the Faithful Knight

Once upon a time, there was a princess whose beauty was the talk of not just her own, but many a land. As beautiful as she was, the princess had been raised to be fair and just. As the days went by, the happiness and the joy of her people became her only concern. One day, a prince arrived at the kingdom to court the princess. The two spent hours, days and weeks together. The princess had fallen in love with the charming prince.

One day, the prince took his princess to a shady grassland full of flowers located near the edge of the forest. He challenged the princess to pick out the rarest flower for him – the scarlet rose from the dense woods – if she truly loved him. The princess entered the woods to search for the scarlet rose. She loved the prince, and she would prove it to him. When she had almost given up, she saw a beautiful flower. The princess was fascinated by its beauty and reached out to touch it, but immediately fell asleep.

The prince suddenly appeared. He had planned to steal the riches and jewellery of the princess. He took the valuables and abandoned the princess. When the princess did not return to her father, the king sent his soldiers far and wide to look for her. After a long search, they discovered her in the meadow, covered in vine. His advisors discovered that she had touched a scarlet rose and thus couldn’t be awakened. The king tried every possible measure and potion to wake her up, but nothing helped.

The disheartened king made it known that anyone who could wait by the princesses’ side until she awoke would win her hand in marriage. Many suitors came drawn by the princesses’ beauty, but she slept on, unaware. As time passed, her beauty faded, as did most suitors, except for one- a knight who had knelt at the princess’ side and hadn’t moved since the time he had arrived. When the princess woke up, she saw the strong knight kneeling by her side. He told her about the poison and the king’s decree and declared his undying love for her. The king was overjoyed at having his daughter back, finding her a loving husband, and declared their wedding which took place the very next day.

5. Princess Rose and the Golden Bird

Long ago in a faraway land there lived a beautiful princess who had lovely red hair, and loved roses. Her name was princess Rose. Every evening, Princess Rose would come out on her balcony and clap her hands. On hearing her, a little golden bird would appear and sit on her shoulder. The princesses’ hair would have a beautiful red glow, and she and the bird would sing a lullaby that would put everyone in the kingdom to sleep.

One day, a jealous witch cast a spell on princess Rose and turned her lovely red hair black. That night, when the bird and the princess sang, the people of the kingdom had nightmares and bad dreams. The bird told the princess to wash her hair in rose water, and all would be well again. The princess washed her hair with rose water, and people of the kingdom slept well.

When the evil witch heard this, she turned princess Rose’s hair black again; and this time, she also made all the roses in the land disappear. As princess Rose wept in despair, a prince appeared with a strand of red hair. When her tears touched the hair, a beautiful red rose bloomed, and princess Rose was able to make her hair red again. The Prince revealed that he and the princess had exchanged a strand of hair as children as a sign of loyalty. .

The prince and princess Rose got married and lived happily ever after, and the evil witch was so furious at the failure of her plan that she exploded into a thousand pieces.

Tips to Remember When Reading a Bedtime Story to Your Child

Act like the character

When you get into the zone of the character, it makes your child’s imagination soar. To make things more interesting, you could ask your child what he thinks a character would sound like. Then, continue on with that voice.

Put a finger on every word as you read it

Reading these stories with your child will also help develop his communication and grammar skills. Enunciate every word you read, and try making him spell words out loud. However, don’t turn storytime into a lesson for him – make sure to do this only every now and then.

Make it interactive

A lot of the stories you read involve scenes where characters decide what they have to do. In such a case, you can ask your child what he would do if he was a character in the story. That way, your child will be involved in the story and you can also explain to him how certain actions have consequences.

Young children often enjoy bedtime stories, and it has become a traditional way to put their curious minds to rest. Besides making them go to bed with a smile, bedtime stories help their mental and social development in a very subtle yet powerful way. So, make sure to read your child a story to bed whenever you can!

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The Two Princesses ~ A Princess Story Fairy Tale for Kids

ONCE UPON A TIME there lived a Rajah (a king) who was left with two little daughters, the two princesses, when his wife died. Not very long after his first wife died, he married again. His second wife did not care for her step-children and was often unkind to them.

The Rajah, their father, never troubled himself to look after them and allowed his wife to treat them as she liked. This made the poor girls very unhappy. One day one of them said to the other, "Let's not stay here any more. Come away into the jungle, for nobody here cares whether we go or stay."

So they both walked off into the jungle and lived for many days on jungle fruits. After they had wandered on for a long while, they came to a fine palace.

One of the princesses said to the other, "This fine palace in the middle of the jungle can belong to no one but the horrible Ogre that has hurt our people for so long. But no one is at home now. Let's go in and see if we can find anything to eat. I am so tired of jungle fruit!"

So they went into the Ogres' house and found some rice. One princess kept watch out of the window while the other boiled their dinner. They hadn't even finished their meal and put the dishes to the sink when the Ogre and his wife returned home. The two princesses were so frightened that they ran up to the top of the house and hid themselves on the flat roof. There one princess could look down onto the inner courtyard of the house, and the other could see the open country.

But, the rooftop was a favorite spot of the Ogre and his wife. Here they would sit on the hot summer evenings or hang their clothes to dry in the open sun. The two princesses had to hide! They found shelter behind some stalks of corn but that would not hide them for long.

When the Ogre came into the house he looked around and said to his wife, "Somebody has been moving the furniture, everything looks different. Wife, did you do this?"

"No," she said, "I do not know who could have done all this."

"Someone also has been cooking the rice," continued the Ogre. "Wife, did you cook the rice?"

"No," she answered. "I did not do it. I don't know who did."

Then the Ogre walked around and around several times with his nose up in the air. "Someone is here now! I smell human flesh and blood. Where can they be?"

"Stuff and nonsense," said the wife. "You smell flesh and blood, indeed! Why, with all the humans you killed only this morning, I should wonder if you didn't still smell flesh and blood!"

They went on quarreling this way until the Ogre said, "Well, never mind, I don't know how it is, but I'm very thirsty. Let's go outside and drink some water."

So both the Ogre and his wife went to a well close to the house and begin letting down jars into it, and drawing up the water, and drinking it. The princesses, who were back on the top of the house, saw them. Now the younger of the two princesses was a very clever girl. When she saw the Ogre and his wife by the well, she said to her sister, "I will do something now that will be good for us and good for everyone." Running down quickly from the top of the house, she crept close behind the Ogre and his wife as they stood on tip-toe over the side of the well.

The girl grabbed hold of one of the Ogre's heels with one hand and one of his wife's heels with her other hand, gave each a mighty push, and knocked the Ogre and his wife down into the well. They both were drowned!

The princess then returned to her sister and said, "I took care of the Ogres."

"How?" cried her sister.

"They are drowned in the well," she said.

"Won't they come back?" said her sister.

"Never!" she said.

So the two princesses lived happily in the Ogre's house for a long time. In it they found rich clothes and jewels, gold and silver, which the Ogres had stolen from people they had killed. Every morning the youngest princess would tend to the flocks of chickens and herds of cows, taking them off to pasture, while the older one stayed at home, cooked the dinner, and kept the house.

The younger princess, who was the wiser one, would often say to her sister in the morning, "Take care that if you see any stranger (be it a man, woman, or child) come by the house, to hide so that nobody knows we live here. If anyone should call out and ask for a drink of water, or even a poor beggar ask for food, before you give it to them be sure you put on ragged clothes and cover your face with charcoal and make yourself as ugly-looking as possible. Otherwise, seeing how beautiful you are, they might steal you away and we would never meet again."

"Very well," her older sister would answer, "I will do as you say. "

But a long time passed, and no one ever came by that way. At last one day, after the younger princess had gone out, an old Ranee (a queen), the wife of a neighboring Rajah, who had been traveling for many days with her attendants, came near the place in search of water (for she and her people had been seeking all through the jungle for a stream, but could find none).

When the Ranee saw the fine palace, standing all by itself in the middle of the jungle, she was very much astonished. She said, "It is a strange thing that anyone should have built such a house as this in the depths of the forest. Let us go in - the owners will doubtless give us a drink of water."

"No, no, do not go!" cried her attendants. "This is most assuredly the house of an Ogre."

"I should scarcely think anything very terrible lives here. There is not a sound stirring, nor a living creature to be seen."

So she began tapping at the door, which was bolted, and called, "Will whoever owns this house give me and my people some water to drink?"

But nobody answered, for the princess, who heard her coming, was busy up in her room, blacking her face with charcoal and covering her rich dress with rags. The Ranee got impatient and shook the door, saying angrily, "Let me in, whoever you are! If you don't, I'll force the door open!"

At this the poor little princess got dreadfully frightened. Having blacked her face and made herself look as ugly as possible, she ran downstairs with a pitcher of water. Unbolting the door, she gave the Ranee the pitcher to drink from, but the maiden did not speak, for she was afraid.

Now the Ranee was a very clever woman. As she raised the pitcher to her mouth to drink the water, she thought to herself, "This is a very strange-looking creature who has brought me this jug of water. She would be pretty, but that her face seems to need washing, and her dress also is very untidy. What can that black stuff be on her face and hands? It looks very unnatural." And so instead of drinking the water, she threw it in the princess' face.

The princess started back with a little cry while the water, trickling down her face, washed off the charcoal and showed her delicate features and beautiful complexion. The Ranee caught hold of her hand and said, "Now tell me true, who are you? Where do you come from? Who are your father and mother? And why are you here alone by yourself in the jungle? Answer me or I'll have your head cut off!" And she summoned one of her guards, who drew his sword.

The princess was so terrified she could hardly speak. As best she could, she told how she was the daughter of a king, and had run away into the jungle because of her cruel stepmother. She said nothing of her sister, only that on finding the house she had lived there ever since. Having finished her story, she began to cry.

Then the Ranee said to her, "Pretty child, forgive me for my roughness. Do not fear, for I will take you home with me. As the daughter of a Rajah you shall be a proper wife for my son." But the more she spoke to the princess the more frightened the princess became, and could do nothing but cry.

The Ranee said to one of her servants, "Place this young lady in one of the palanquins and we will set off for home. " And so they did.

When the princess found herself shut up in the palanquin and being carried she knew not where, she thought how terrible if would be for her sister to return home and find her gone. She determined if possible, to leave some sign to show her which way she had been taken.

Round her neck were many strings of pearls. She untied them, and tearing her sari (a robe) into little bits, tied one pearl in each piece of the sari, that it might be heavy enough to fall straight to the ground. And so she went on, dropping one pearl and then another and another, all the way she went along, until they reached the palace where the queen lived. She threw the last remaining pearl down just as they reached the palace gate.

The Ranee commanded her son to appear. When he did, she said, "My son, you have tarried long enough in choosing a bride. I told you that if you did not choose one for yourself I would find one for you. And so I have - here she is." And the Ranee thrust the girl forward. She was still weeping and the prince could tell that she was hardly a willing bride. When they were alone, he whispered, "Fear not, maiden. I will postpone the wedding for as long as I can. And if the wedding must take place, you will not be forced to say or do anything you do not want to do." But she barely heard him, thinking only of her sister, and too distraught and fearful to say or do anything else.

Meanwhile the younger princess, who had been out with her flocks when the queen took her sister away, had returned home. When she came back she found the door wide open and no one standing there. She thought it very odd, for her sister always came every night to the door to meet her on her return. She went upstairs and her sister was not there. The whole house was empty and deserted. There she must stay all alone, for the evening had closed in and it was impossible to go outside and seek her with any hope of success. All night long she waited, crying, "Someone has been here, and they have stolen her away. They have stolen my darling away. Oh, sister! My sister!"

Next morning, very early, going out to continue the search, she found one of the pearls belonging to her sister's necklace tied up in a small piece of sari. A little further on lay another, and yet another, all along the road the Ranee had gone. Then the princess understood that her sister had left this clue to guide her on her way, and she at once set off to find her. Very, very far she went - a two month's journey through the jungle - for she could not travel fast, the many days' walking tired her so much. Sometimes it took her two or three days just to find the next piece of sari with the pearl. At last she came near a large town, to which it was evident her sister had been taken.

Now this young princess was very beautiful indeed - as beautiful as she was wise - and when she got near the town she thought to herself, "If people see me they may steal me away as they did my sister, and then I shall never find her again. I will disguise myself." As she was thus thinking, she noticed by the side of the road a skeleton and a shriveled, dry fur of an old tiger.

The princess took the skin and washed it, and drew it on over her own lovely face and neck, as one draws a glove on one's hand. The skin was so old that nothing remained of the shape of the tiger, only a yellowish hue, and it hung on her the way an old woman's skin might hang. Then she took a long stick and began hobbling along, leaning on it, toward the town.

On she went, picking up the pearls - one here, one there - until she found the last pearl just in front of the palace gate. Then she felt certain her sister must be somewhere near, but where, she did not know. She longed to go into the palace and ask for her, but no guards would have let such a wretched looking old woman enter. She did not dare offer them any of the pearls she had with her, lest they should think she was a thief. So she determined merely to remain as close to the palace as possible, and wait till fortune favored her with the means of learning something further about her sister.

Just opposite the palace was a small house belonging to a farmer. The princess went up to it and stood by the door.

The farmer's wife saw her and said, "Poor old woman, who are you? Why are you here? Have you no one in the world?"

"Alas, no," answered the princess. "I am a poor old woman and have neither father nor mother, son nor daughter, sister nor brother, to take care of me; all are gone and I can only beg my bread from door to door."

"Do not grieve, good mother," answered the farmer's wife, kindly. "You may sleep in the shelter of our porch and I will give you food."

So the princess stayed there for that night and for many more. Every day the good farmer's wife gave her food. But all this time she could learn nothing of her sister.

Now there was a large tank near the palace on which grew some fine lotus plants covered with rich crimson lotuses - the royal flower - and of these the Ranee was very fond indeed, and prized them very much. To this tank (because it was the nearest to the farmer's house) the princess would go every morning, very early, before it was light, at about three o'clock, and take off the old tiger's skin that helped her to look like an old woman, and wash it, and hang it out to dry; and wash her face and hands and bathe her feet in the cool water, and comb her hair. Then she would gather a lotus-flower (such as she had been accustomed to wear in her hair as a child) and put it on, so as to feel for a few minutes like herself again. Thus she would amuse herself. Afterwards, as soon as the wind had dried the old skin, she put it on again, threw away the lotus-flower, and hobbled back to the farmer's door, before the sun was up.

After a time the Ranee discovered that someone had plucked some of her favorite lotus flowers. People were set to watch, and all the wise men in the kingdom put their heads together to try and discover the thief, but to no avail. At last, the excitement about this matter being very great, the queen's younger son, a brave and noble young prince, said, "I will certainly discover this thief."

It chanced that several fine trees grew round the tank. Into one of these the young prince climbed one evening, and there he watched all the night through, but with no more success than his predecessors. The lotus plants lay still in the moonlight, without so much as a thieving wind coming by to break off one of the flowers. The prince began to get very sleepy and thought the thief, whoever he might be, could not intend to return when, in the very early morning, before it was light, who should come down to the tank but an old woman he had often seen near the palace gate.

"Ah, ha!" thought the prince, "this then is the thief; but what can this queer old woman want with lotus flowers?" Imagine his astonishment when the old woman sat down on the steps of the tank and began pulling the skin off her face and arms! And from underneath the shriveled yellow skin came the loveliest face he had ever beheld! So fair, so fresh, so young, so gloriously beautiful, that appearing thus suddenly it dazzled the prince's eyes like a flash of lightning! "Ah," thought he, "can this be a woman or a spirit? A devil or an angel in disguise?"

The princess twisted up her glossy black hair and, plucking a red lotus, placed it in it, and dabbled her feet in the water, and amused herself by putting round her neck a string of the pearls that had been her sister's necklace. Then, as the sun was rising, she threw away the lotus and, covering her face and arms again with the withered skin, went hastily away.

When the prince got home the first thing he said to his mother was, "Mother, I should like to marry that old woman who stands all day at the farmer's gate, just opposite."

"What?" cried the Ranee. "You are mad! Marry that skinny old thing? You cannot - you are a prince. Are there not enough princesses in all the world that you should wish to marry a wretched old beggar woman?"

But he answered, "Above all things I should like to marry that old woman. You know that I have ever been a dutiful and obedient son. In this matter, I pray you, grant me my desire."

Seeing he was really in earnest about the matter, and that nothing she could say would alter his mind, she agreed. Not, however, without telling him in no uncertain terms what a terrible mistake he was making. The Ranee sent out the guards, who fetched the old woman (who was really the princess in disguise) to the palace. There she was married to the prince as privately, and with as little ceremony as possible, for the Ranee wanted no one to know of the matter.

As soon as the wedding was over, the prince said to his wife, "Gentle wife, I will keep your secret. This is the only way I could get to know you better. Do tell me how much longer you intend to wear that old skin?"

The princess wondered how he knew of her disguise, or whether it was only a guess. She thought, "He seems kind, but if I take off this ugly skin, my husband will think me pretty and perhaps he will shut me up in the palace and never let me go away, and then I shall never be able to find my sister. No, I had better not take it off." So she answered, "I don't know what you mean. Nobody can change their skin." This she mumbled as if she were a very old woman indeed, and had lost all her teeth and could not speak plain. At this the prince was puzzled. He thought, "Surely she will admit to the truth. I'll wait and see how long this lasts. "

But the princess continued to keep on the old skin. Only every morning at about three o'clock, before it was light, she would get up and wash it and put it on again. Some time afterwards the prince, having found this out, got up softly one morning early and followed her to the next room, where she had washed the skin and placed it on the floor to dry. Taking it, he ran away and hid it. So the princess, having no old skin to put on, was obliged to appear in her own likeness. As she walked forth, very sad at missing her disguise, her husband ran to meet her. "Forgive me please," he said. "It was the only way I could get to the truth about you. If you prefer the skin, I will return it to you." The princess saw how earnest he was, and how he had not pushed her into anything she did not want from the time they were married, and her voice softened. "Very well then," she said. And they sat down together.

Soon the whole palace had heard the joyful news of the beautiful young wife that the prince had won, and all the people when they saw her, cried, "Why, she is exactly like the beautiful princess our younger prince married, the jungle lady. "

The younger prince took her to introduce his bride to his older brother's wife. No sooner did the princess enter her sister-in-law's room, than she saw that in her she had found her lost sister, and they ran into each other's arms. Great then was the joy of all, but the happiest of all these happy people were the two princesses who were at last re-united with each other, and they lived together in peace and joy their whole lives long.

Discussion Questions:

Question 1: Can you think of another story about sisters or brothers who love each other? If you can, how are the two stories the same?

Question 2: Think of someone about your age you love as much as these two sisters loved each other. Why do you love that person

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Fairy tales about princesses - creations that young readers adore. What girl hasn't imagined herself as a royal daughter? In fairy tales about princesses all over the world, various royal daughters are shown. Does she dream of becoming quarrelsome or pleasant in communication, a crybaby or growing up cheerful? Read fairy tales about princesses with children so that they can learn to distinguish good from evil, justice from whims, strictness from inhumanity, and courage from carelessness. Boys also like fairy tales about princesses for their incredible feats and descriptions of dangerous adventures.

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Princess Nesmeyana is a Russian folk tale.

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A fairy tale about a sad princess who was not pleased with anything in the world. However, one worker still managed to make her laugh... (from A.N. Afanasiev's collection)

How great is God's light! People rich and poor live in it, and there is room for all of them, and the Lord despises and judges them all. Luxurious people live and celebrate; the miserable live and work; to each his share!
In the royal chambers, in the prince's palaces, in a high tower, Nesmeyana the princess flaunted. What a life she had, what freedom, what luxury! There is a lot of everything, everything is what the soul wants; but she never smiled, never laughed, as if her heart did not rejoice at anything.

It was bitter for the king-father to look at his sad daughter. He opens his royal chambers for everyone who wishes to be his guest. “Let them,” he says, “try to cheer Nesmeyana the princess; whoever succeeds, she will be his wife. As soon as he said this, the people boiled at the prince's gates! From all sides they come and go - both princes and princes, and boyars and nobles, regimental and simple; feasts began, honey poured - the princess still does not laugh.

At the other end in his corner lived an honest worker; in the mornings he cleaned the yard, in the evenings he grazed cattle, he was in incessant labors. His owner is a rich, truthful man, he did not offend with a fee. As soon as the year ended, he gave him a bag of money on the table: “Take it,” he says, “as much as you want!”, And he himself went out the door. The worker went up to the table and thought: how not to sin before God, not to put too much for work? He chose only one money, squeezed it in a handful and decided to get drunk with water, bent down into the well - the money rolled out from him and sank to the bottom.

The poor have nothing to do with it. Someone else in his place would have wept, grieve, and folded his hands in annoyance, but he did not. “Everything,” he says, “God sends; The Lord knows who to give what to: whom he gives money, from whom he takes the latter. It can be seen that I worked poorly, worked little, now I will become more diligent! And back to work - every case in his hands burns with fire! The term has expired, another year has passed, the owner has a bag of money on the table: “Take it,” he says, “as much as your soul wants!”, And he himself went out the door. The worker again thinks, so as not to anger God, not to put too much for work; took the money, went to get drunk and accidentally let it out of his hands - the money went into the well and drowned.

He set to work even more diligently: he does not get enough sleep at night, he does not eat enough during the day. You look: someone's bread dries, turns yellow, and everything is bubbling with his owner; whose brute curls his legs, and kicks him down the street; whose horses are dragged downhill, but he cannot be restrained even in a rein. The owner knew whom to thank, whom to thank. The term has ended, the third year has passed, he has a lot of money on the table: “Take, worker, as much as your soul wants; your work, yours and money! ”, And he himself went out.

The worker again takes one money, goes to the well of water to drink - look: the last money is intact, and the previous two floated up. He picked them up, guessed that God had rewarded him for his labors; He was delighted and thought: “It’s time for me to look at the white light, to recognize people!” I thought and went where my eyes look. He goes through the field, the mouse runs: “Kowalek, dear kumanek! Give money; I'll be nice to you!" Gave her money. There is a forest, a beetle crawls: “Kovalek, dear kumanek! Give money; I'll be nice to you!" Gave him money too. The river swam, the catfish met: “Kovalek, dear kumanek! Give money; I'll be nice to you!" He did not refuse even that, he gave the last one.

He himself came to the city; there are people, there are doors! He looked, the worker spun in all directions, where to go - he does not know.

And in front of him are the royal chambers, decorated with silver and gold, Nesmeyana the princess sits at the window and looks directly at him. Where to go? Clouded in his eyes, found a dream on him, and he fell right into the mud. Where did the catfish with a big mustache come from, followed by an old bug, a haircut mouse; everyone came running.

They take care, please: the mouse takes off her dress, the beetle cleans the boots, the catfish drives away the flies.