sixth, and the seventh, the handsomest of all the Princes, took the beautiful and clever Balna.
There was great rejoicing throughout the kingdom when the seven young Princes married the seven beautiful Princesses.
About a year later Balna had a little son, and his uncles and aunts were so fond of him that he was in great danger of being spoiled. None of the other Princesses had any children, so Balna's son was acknowledged their heir by all of them.
They lived very happily for some time, when one day Balna's husband decided to go out hunting, and away he went. They waited a long time for his return, but he never came back.
His six brothers went in search of him, but none of them returned. And the seven Princesses grieved greatly, for they feared that their kind husbands had been killed.
One day, not long after this, as Balna was rocking her baby's cradle, and whilst her sisters were working in the room below, there came to the palace door a man in a long black cloak, who said he was a Fakir, and
