The Real Prince
And some were too stupid
Some were too lazy and some were too active.
Some were too rude.
And some were too flattering.
Some were too deceitful.
And none of them were brave men of action.
So the princess returned to her kingdom.
One snowy night, the King and Queen held a banquet for the princess. They invited many princes, but the weather was bad and no-one showed up. The princess went to build a snowman in the courtyard. She was just finishing, when a man rang the bell. The princess ran to open the gate.
"Hello." said the man.
The princess stared.
"Are you a prince?" she asked. "Which kingdom do you rule?"
"Yes. I am a prince." said the man. "I rule over myself."
The princess smiled. She decided to test him.
The Queen gave the prince some dinner. Afterwards, the prince washed up the dishes.
"He's very polite." thought the princess.
The princess put a sack of gold in the prince's bedroom. She counted 50 pieces in the sack. The next morning, they were all still there.
"He's honest." thought the princess.
The princess made herself as un-presentable as she could. Then she joined the prince for breakfast.
"How do I look?" asked the princess.
"You need to comb your hair." the prince said. "And your skirt is much too short."
"He doesn't flatter." thought the princess.
After breakfast, the King invited the prince to go for a walk around the kingdom. The prince agreed.
"He isn't lazy." thought the princess.
They visited the blacksmith's forge. The prince showed the smith how to make a bellows from a tube to fan the fire and increase the flame.
"He's intelligent." thought the princess.
They went to the doctor's pharmacy. The prince explained how to heal a cut without using stitches.
"He's wise." thought the princess.
They visited the cart maker's workshop to inspected the new royal chariot. The princess went inside to feel the soft velvet seats. Just then the cart maker bumped the chariot and it started to roll down the hill.
"Help, help!" yelled the King to the cart maker.
"Do something you clumbsy fool."
But someone was doing something already. The prince had run after the chariot and caught hold of the bars. He steered it safely to a level patch of ground, where it came to a halt.
"He's a brave man of action." thought the princess.
"Will you marry me?" she asked, stepping from the chariot.
"Of course I will." said the prince.
And he did. They had some children and lived happily ever after.