The King's Son Who Feared Nothing
There was once a king's son, who was no longer content to stay at
home in his father's house, and as he had no fear of anything, he thought, I will go forth
into the wide world, there the time will not seem long to me, and I shall see wonders
enough. So he took leave of his parents, and went forth, and on and on from morning till
night, and whichever way his path led it was the same to him. It came to pass that he
arrived at the house of a giant, and as he was so tired he sat down by the door and
rested. And as he let his eyes roam here and there, he saw the giant's playthings lying in
the yard. These were a couple of enormous balls, and nine-pins as tall as a man. After a
while he had a fancy to set the nine-pins up and then rolled the balls at them, and
screamed and cried out when the nine-pins fell, and had a merry time of it.
The giant heard the noise, stretched his head out of the window, and
saw a man who was not taller than other men, and yet played with his nine-pins.
"Little worm," cried he, "why are you playing with my balls? Who gave you
strength to do it?" The king's son looked up, saw the giant, and said, "Oh, you
blockhead, you think indeed that you only have strong arms, I can do everything I want to
do." The giant came down and watched the bowling with great admiration, and said,
"Child of man, if you are one of that kind, go and bring me an apple of the tree of
life." "What do you want with it?" said the king's son. "I do not want
the apple for myself," answered the giant, "but I have a betrothed bride who
wishes for it. I have traveled far about the world and cannot find the tree." "I
will soon find it," said the king's son, "and I do not know what is to prevent
me from getting the apple down." The giant said, "You really believe it to be so
easy. The garden in which the tree stands is surrounded by an iron railing, and in front
of the railing lie wild beasts, each close to the other, and they keep watch and let no
man go in." "They will be sure to let me in," said the king's son.
"Yes, but even if you do get into the garden, and see the apple hanging to the tree,
it is still not yours. A ring hangs in front of it, through which any one who wants to
reach the apple and break it off, must put his hand, and no one has yet had the luck to do
it." "That luck will be mine," said the king's son. Then he took leave of
the giant, and went forth over mountain and valley, and through plains and forests, until
at length he came to the wondrous garden.
The beasts lay round about it, but they had put their heads down and
were asleep. Moreover, they did not awake when he went up to them, so he stepped over
them, climbed the fence, and got safely into the garden. There, in the very middle of it,
stood the tree of life, and the red apples were shining upon the branches. He climbed up
the trunk to the top, and as he was about to reach out for an apple, he saw a ring hanging
before it, but he thrust his hand through that without any difficulty, and picked the
apple. The ring closed tightly on his arm, and all at once he felt a prodigious strength
flowing through his veins. When he had come down again from the tree with the apple, he
would not climb over the fence, but grasped the great gate, and had no need to shake it
more than once before it sprang open with a loud crash. Then he went out, and the lion
which had been lying in front of the gate, was awake and sprang after him, not in rage and
fierceness, but following him humbly as its master.
The king's son took the giant the apple he had promised him, and
said, "You see, I have brought it without difficulty." The giant was glad that
his desire had been so soon satisfied, hastened to his bride, and gave her the apple for
which she had wished. She was a beautiful and wise maiden, and as she did not see the ring
on his arm, she said, "I shall never believe that you have brought the apple, until I
see the ring on your arm." The giant said, "I have nothing to do but go home and
fetch it," and thought it would be easy to take away by force from the weak man, what
he would not give of his own free will. He therefore demanded the ring from him, but the
king's son refused it. "Where the apple is, the ring must be also," said the
giant. "If you will not give it of your own accord, you must fight me for it."
They wrestled with each other for a long time, but the giant could
not harm the king's son, who was strengthened by the magical power of the ring. Then the
giant thought of a ruse, and said, "I have got warm with fighting, and so have you.
We will bathe in the river, and cool ourselves before we begin again." The king's
son, who knew nothing of falsehood, went with him to the water, and pulled off with his
clothes the ring also from his arm, and sprang into the river. The giant instantly
snatched the ring, and ran away with it, but the lion, which had observed the theft,
pursued the giant, tore the ring out of his hand, and brought it back to its master. Then
the giant placed himself behind an oak-tree, and while the king's son was busy putting on
his clothes again, surprised him, and put both his eyes out.
And now the unhappy king's son stood there, and was blind and knew
not how to help himself. Then the giant came back to him, took him by the hand as if he
were someone who wanted to guide him, and led him to the top of a high rock. There he left
him standing, and thought, "Just two steps more, and he will fall down and kill
himself, and I can take the ring from him." But the faithful lion had not deserted
its master. It held him fast by the clothes, and drew him gradually back again.
When the giant came and wanted to rob the dead man, he saw that his
cunning had been in vain. "Is there no way, then, of destroying a weak child of man
like that?" said he angrily to himself, and seized the king's son and led him back
again to the precipice by another way, but the lion which saw his evil design, helped its
master out of danger here also. When they had come close to the edge, the giant let the
blind man's hand drop, and was going to leave him behind alone, but the lion pushed the
giant so that he was thrown down and fell, dashed to pieces, on the ground.
The faithful animal again drew its master back from the precipice,
and guided him to a tree by which flowed a clear brook. The king's son sat down there, but
the lion lay down, and sprinkled the water in his face with its paws. Scarcely had a
couple of drops wetted the sockets of his eyes, than he was once more able to see
something, and noticed a little bird flying quite close by, which hit itself against the
trunk of a tree. So it went down to the water and bathed itself therein, and then it
soared upwards and swept between the trees without touching them, as if it had recovered
its sight. Then the king's son recognized a sign from God and stooped down to the water,
and washed and bathed his face in it. And when he arose he had his eyes once more,
brighter and clearer than they had ever been.
The king's son thanked God for his great mercy, and traveled with
his lion onwards through the world. And it came to pass that he arrived before a castle
which was enchanted. In the gateway stood a maiden of beautiful form and fine face, but
she was quite black. She spoke to him and said, "Ah, if you could but deliver me from
the evil spell which is thrown over me." "What shall I do?" said the king's
son. The maiden answered, "You must pass three nights in the great hall of this
enchanted castle, but you must let no fear enter your heart. When they are doing their
worst to torment you, if you bear it without letting a sound escape you, I shall be free.
Your life they dare not take." Then said the king's son, "I have no fear, with
God's help I will try it." So he went gaily into the castle, and when it grew dark he
seated himself in the large hall and waited.
Everything was quiet, however, till midnight, when all at once a
great tumult began, and out of every hole and corner came little devils. They behaved as
if they did not see him, seated themselves in the middle of the room, lighted a fire, and
began to gamble. When one of them lost, he said, "It is not right, some one is here
who does not belong to us, it is his fault that I am losing." "Wait, you fellow
behind the stove, I am coming," said another. The screaming became still louder, so
that no one could have heard it without terror. The king's son stayed sitting quite
calmly, and was not afraid, but at last the devils jumped up from the ground, and fell on
him, and there were so many of them that he could not defend himself from them. They
dragged him about on the floor, pinched him, pricked him, beat him, and tormented him, but
no sound escaped from him. Towards morning they disappeared, and he was so exhausted that
he could scarcely move his limbs, but when day dawned the black maiden came to him. She
bore in her hand a little bottle wherein was the water of life wherewith she washed him,
and he at once felt all pain depart and new strength flow through his veins. She said,
"You have held out successfully for one night, but two more lie before you."
Then she went away again, and as she was going, he observed that her feet had become
white.
The next night the devils came and began their gambling anew. They
fell on the king's son, and beat him much more severely than the night before, until his
body was covered with wounds. But as he bore all quietly, they were forced to leave him,
and when dawn appeared, the maiden came and healed him with the water of life. And when
she went away, he saw with joy that she had already become white to the tips of her
fingers. And now he had only one night more to go through, but it was the worst. The
devils came again, "Are you still there?" cried they. "You shall be
tormented till your breath stops." They pricked him and beat him, and threw him here
and there, and pulled him by the arms and legs as if they wanted to tear him to pieces,
but he bore everything, and never uttered a cry. At last the devils vanished, but he lay
fainting there, and did not stir, nor could he raise his eyes to look at the maiden who
came in, and sprinkled and bathed him with the water of life. But suddenly he was freed
from all pain, and felt fresh and healthy as if he had awakened from sleep, and when he
opened his eyes he saw the maiden standing by him, snow-white, and fair as day.
"Rise," said she, "and swing your sword three times
over the stairs, and then all will be delivered." And when he had done that, the
whole castle was released from enchantment, and the maiden was a rich king's daughter. The
servants came and said that the table was set in the great hall, and dinner served up.
Then they sat down and ate and drank together, and in the evening the wedding was
solemnized with great rejoicings.
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