The Prince . . .

The Prince . . .

Once upon a time there was a Prince who, through no fault of his own was
cast under a spell by an evil witch. The curse was that the Prince could
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
signlanguage.)

One day he met abeautiful princess (ruby lips, golden hair, sapphire
eyes,)
and fell madly in love. With the greatest difficulty he decided to
refrain
from speakingfor two whole years so that he could look at her and say
"my
darling". But at the end of the two years he wished to tell her that he
loved her.

Because of this he waited three more years without speaking (bringing
the
total number of silent years to 5).But at the end of these five years he
realized that he had to ask her to marry him. So he waited ANOTHER four
years without speaking.

Finally as the ninth year of ! silence ended, his joy knew no bounds.
Leading the lovely princess to the most secluded and romantic place in
that
beautiful royal garden the prince heaped a hundred red roses on her lap,
knelt before her, and taking her hand in his, said huskily, "My
darling,I
love you! Will you marry me?" And the princess tucked a strand of golden
hair behind a dainty ear, opened her sapphire eyes in wonder, and
parting
her ruby lips, said:





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.....Well, guess what she said ...........











.....come on, guess what could she have






said..............










"Pardon . . . ?



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