Unconquered Sun (11 page)

- No, you will not go anywhere, - firmly and imperiously the Fairy told, - yet you will not tell where you were with whom spoke, and who such "she"! - With these words Fairy rose between a door and Prinze, barring him a way to possible retreat.

The prince wanted to open a mouth that to tell all to the beloved wife from whom he never and hid nothing, but for some reason at the last minute to it it was suddenly ceased to want to do. He felt as the pocket mirror which was at it in an inside pocket of a jacket begins to vibrate hardly considerably. In his head the thought was distinctly created: "be silent, be silent, be silent …". And instead of telling all as was actually and in addition to stretch to the Fairy the pocket mirror received from the illfated dwarf Hnum, he that without wishing, began to spin some frank nonsense. And from where only all this undertook in Prinze's head?

- Darling everything is all right, do not become angry! - made Prinze's helpless gesture and tried to smile friendly, but could not lift a view of the Fairy. - All very just speaks. "It" is a beautiful and slender fallow deer - I met her in the wood, at the Hare Ravine. You represent, it was the fallow deer whom you never before in life saw the word of honor: absolutely black, without uniform speck, with hooves of color of pure gold, unusually harmonous and graceful … I swear the Creator!

- Well and …?! - threateningly the Fairy growled.

- And so … This fallow deer was not simple: at each blow of a hoof about a stone it beat out on a sound royal ducat, the word of honor I do not lie! I wanted was it to shoot, but did not sustain - and started collecting gold and so far filled the pockets with them - it already - tyu-tyu! - ran from me away! - The prince briskly gesticulated, waved a hand in air as a windmill, even the forehead his all became covered then. It attracted to the aid all the imagination, all power of imagination. But the person Fei, in process of continuation of the story, all flushed with anger stronger, and the look became really furious.

- Well and, we will put, you did not manage to remove it and where ducats? - the question was asked by the Fairy with obvious calculation to expose the husband as a liar especially as Prinze could have no ducats - only the Fairy had all money which is available in the house.

- Ducats? Ah and, Duca - and - and - aty-y-y-y … - hasty said Prinze, feverishly licking the dried-up lips and on the run thinking where they, really, could get to. But thoughts persistently did not want to gather, and ran up in the head as herd of the scared lambs. - Remembered! - at last, having loudly slapped a palm on a forehead, Prinze exclaimed. - Yes they drowned in the river, expensive!

- Ah, I will drown - at - at - at - whether … Well, of course, drowned where they still, really, could get to, - with bitter irony the Fairy grinned, convulsively squeezing and unclenching cams.

- Yes, yes, quite right, drowned! The matter is that this strange fallow deer rushed from me to the river and began to cross it, and I, of course, - behind it in a pursuit, directly in clothes, well and ducats fell out at me of a pocket and drowned in the river. And a fallow deer - she be wrong, such beautiful, the most beautiful on light, - was such is! - and Prinze waved a hand towards alleged flight of a fallow deer.

The fairy looked at Prinze furious up and down. Lips turned white and clenched in one thread. At this moment the Fairy reminded something the angered panther: it seemed, it was just about possible to see a tail with which it angrily misses on the sides. One was clear: such situation could not proceed infinitely. Anger, having been at a certain boiling point, by all means it had to be splashed out outside …

The prince, of course, would continue to speak more and more, and it is unknown how many time this strange conversation would last if was not hit the second box on the ear directly in the right ear. Without having resisted standing, Prinze failed on a cover of a table which under it broke, overturning with a great roar on a floor all food, ware and drinks.

Kitten, sitting under a window, for fear even hiccupped: he even did not suspect that his hostess, usually reserved and tender, can get up such things! But what will not be made with any woman by jealousy even if it and the fairy?! On the contrary, just because she is a fairy - effect of her boxes on the ear and was such shattering. Any its uncontrollable movement could cause action of the great magic force which rested on it …

- You what, my dear, you take me for the little fool?! - as the snake hissed she. - You what, it is drunk, perhaps?! Why you spin to me this nonsense?! Unless you do not know that fairies feel lie for mile because never lie?!

- If you want, then trust, and you want do not trust, and all this the truth, - without recognizing itself, Prinze unperturbably told, hardly getting out from under fragments table.

After such answer from the third blow Prinze flew away halls as if a rag ball in the opposite end if on it with a force to kick with a leg. The loud sound of the broken glass was distributed. And Prinze, having taken off for a window, on the fly entraining a pink curtain, fell directly to the ground, and on the Kitten hiding there the whole rain of multi-colored splinters fell down. Weigh scratched, that took to heels and hid round the corner at home.

The fairy saw that she obviously overdid - so and it is possible to kill! Her heart in fear clenched, and she headlong ran on the street to look that with Prinze. The prince did not get up any more. It lay all scratched by splinters flew down directly on a grass, wrapped up from legs to the head in pink fabric of curtains as the dead person in a shroud. All right part of the face - from a temple to a jaw - was one big bruise.

The fairy ran up to Prinze, sat down nearby, having put his head to herself on knees. It got the magic instantly healing ointment from a breast pocket of a dress and began to grease with it a face of the husband.

The prince gradually recovered. He slowly opened eyes and sadly looked at the Fairy.

- Darling, with you everything is all right?

- Leave me alone, the Beautiful Fairy, - Prinze sadly told. - I need to be alone. - With these words he got up and, reeling a little, started wandering to the river. The fairy wanted to rush behind it following, but at the last minute kept.

The prince really left on the river and the whole day aimlessly wandered about the coast, with melancholy looking at reflection of the sun in water. It several times got a pocket mirror from a pocket, but the mysterious stranger in it did not appear any more: the mirror just reflected his face - sad and boring.

The prince looked for, but did not find a consolation anywhere. The world of the nature surrounding it, - all this emerald grass, canes shaking on wind, splash of transparent water at the coast and a rustle of branches of willows - the world which he idolized and with which it always was on "you" began to seem to it some artificial, illusive, black-and-white. There was only one present - a gold Being from a mirror. And it could not find this present. And from it the mortal melancholy shrouded in a black shroud his heart.

3.

And the Fairy, in turn, also could not find to herself the place. At first it went on the house up and down and tried to find a reasonable explanation for an event.

First, it became terribly a shame to it with the behavior.

"Creator! To fall to a manhandling, before scandal rolling, and at children and Animals! As if I am not a Fairy, and any simple rural woman or the dealer fish on a market!" From these thoughts she painfully blushed to the roots of hair, having closed palms the fine face.

"And it after I taught children and Prinze of diplomacy and restraint that the brute force is not a solution that it is necessary to overcome the evil good, and hatred and rage - love and tenderness..."

"But I love Prinze! - the Fairy tried to justify herself mentally before herself. - It is sense of my life, it for me - everything, and even the thought that I will lose it, for me was intolerable, that is why I also lost control over myself!"

This thought helped it to leave a vicious circle of self-condemnation. At once arose other question in the head: who such "it"?

Really, and who? In this solitude, the Limit, has nobody: the closest cities of people - for one hundred miles from here. However, there was a small settlement nearby, but there Prinze was definitely not - she surely would feel his presence there or somewhere nearby. And further, deep into the Woods, hardly the human girl would dare to come. And rural seductresses on "perfection" do not pull, frankly speaking, …

Dwarfs it is not counted too - their women especially could not apply for "perfect beauty". The next Keepers were for many tens of miles from here.

And suddenly dawned on the Fairy: "Damnation! Well, as I did not think of it at once!? Again these mermaids fell back into the old ways! Either they, or forest witches began to move again! From them it will be begun to steal foreign husbands and to use bewitching sorcery, especially to laugh at us and at our sacred sacraments and customs! And it is not sophisticated, this "fallen" have no concept about sacred bonds of marriage and for them laws of Triune Knowledge at all - an empty phrase! And as for "perfection" - that and here everything is clear: bewitching sorcery can make "perfection" and an earthworm not that enough pretty inhabitants of forest whirlpools and thickets …"

Now, having come to opinion which seemed to the Fairy plausible, she began to think how to get out of this situation. The decision it was simple: on any love spell there will always be a counterlove spell and then Prinze will surely return to her. And then she will deal with these impudent maids... From this thought validly it became easier for the Fairy, it even became cheerful and quickly was accepted for good reason.

First of all, it began to zakoldovyvat the house and especially carefully - a bedroom.

It is a little manipulations with potions, and it was filled with the luscious and sweet exciting fragrance of Flowers of Love. These flowers grow only in Skies, in the country of fairies, and are used in order that fairies, usually up to a throat busied could distract from the formidable service from time to time and pay attention to husbands. Wonderful aroma of these flowers willy-nilly cast thoughts of love, the first appointments under the full moon and many other similar - the set of associations was carefully programmed by the Fairy.

Then it worked over furniture.

One wave of a magic wand, and modest hut it was decorated fresh with flowers, braiding from above to a bottom goodness knows where from the undertaken white columns. Unpretentious wooden walls became the white marble, inlaid marvelous patterns, mosaics on romantic subjects. Hammered the fountains which appeared literally from nowhere, and under a ceiling multi-colored canaries and parrots began to fly and chirp. The simple wooden bed turned into a big royal box with a canopy from the thinnest silk, and a dining table - in long of an ivory, covered with a set of royal viands and wines. Wines by the way too were not simple. One glass of such wine could disconnect reason of any "bookworm" and force it to recite verses on love instead of mathematical formulas and to sing romances.

Now it was necessary to work over itself.

Wave of a magic wand, and modest house dress of the Fairy turned into the silver-white silk tunic to knees fastened on a belt with a silvery belt to the moon and stars on a buckle. The dress was entirely copied with wedding reminding Prinze the happiest day in their life. The ordinary silver rim on her hair turned into the sparkling diadem decorated with the diamonds which were brightly poured on light, and wooden sandals became graceful silvery shoes. One more formula, and the person Fei began to shine bright paints. Cheeks, pale with experiences, blushed, swelled up from got down eyes - sparkling and languid, lips were filled with a sensual swelling, and on ears ear rings with diamonds appeared.

At last, having examined all around and itself, the Fairy even reddened from complacency: after all for years of a matrimony she did not lose the faultless taste and magic skill! Of course, all this illusion, a mirage which will thaw with the first beams of a rising sun, but as it is made! Almost like real! Of course, the Fairy could make all this and present, but on it more time, forces, preparation and then - what for? the modest lodge, a simple wooden bed, a usual dress was lovelier to heart of the Fairy than it would be required … All this chic was necessary only to remove a spell from Prinze, to draw his attention to itself, no more. And then, when the objectives will be achieved, let all this will disappear!

"Ah and, still forgot something", - the Fairy thought. Music!

One more wave of a magic wand - and as if the soft muffled sound of the string brass band playing romantic melodies, those that were then, at their wedding under which they danced the first dance would be distributed from nowhere …

At this time the door was opened, and the room entered, awkwardly fawning and coughing, the Kitten and the Puppy. They were simply shocked, having seen such changes in the house, and felt obviously ill at ease.

- Mercy madam, allow to report on you, - the Kitten shy said, timidly looking around and not learning the home, - that we fed and put to bed kids. With them everything is good. Oslenok remained to be on duty in the nursery. Whether you will have some orders concerning us?

- My dear Animals! - with a smile the Fairy said. - As I am grateful to you for everything! What I without you would do! - She opened the embraces and in turn imprisoned in them each Zverenk, having drenched with aroma of a set of various flowers - from roses, chrysanthemums and camomiles to absolutely exotic and unfamiliar to Animals.