"Am I delivered from this wicked fairy Detestable?" said she, joyfully. "Am I in the hands of a fairy more powerful than herself?"
Rosalie now stepped to the window and saw many armed men and many officers, dressed in brilliant uniforms. More and more surprised, she was about to call one of the men, whom she believed to be either genii or enchanters, when she heard footsteps approaching. She turned and saw the prince Gracious, clothed in an elegant and rich hunting-dress, standing before her and regarding her with admiration. Rosalie immediately recognized the prince of her dream and cried out involuntarily:—
"The prince Gracious!"
"You know me then?" said the prince, in amazement. "How, if you have ever known me, could I have forgotten your name and features?"
"I have only seen you in my dreams, prince," said Rosalie, blushing. "As to my name, you could not possibly know it, since I myself did not know my father's name until yesterday."
"And what is the name, may I ask, which has been concealed from you so long?"
Rosalie then told him all that she had heard from her father. She frankly confessed her culpable curiosity and its terrible consequences.
"Judge of my grief, prince, when I was compelled to
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