When I wanted something, I rushed to having it, and if I couldn’t have it, I became overcome by upset.
When I first saw the portrait of the princess Desiree, I wanted her to be my wife and no other wife would do. I refused to go through with my father’s arrangements to marry another woman, even at the risk of war. He finally agreed to let me propose to Desiree.
I was told, however, that I could not see her until her fifteenth birthday. No one could. A fairy had put a spell on her and she could not see daylight without dire consequences.
Again I was overcome by distress. I only had to wait three months but it seemed a lifetime, and my father was concerned I would not live to see her fifteenth birthday. Under that pressure, he contrived a way to get her out of her marble tower and bring her to me. Surely she could come to me in the dark.
Surely I could see her.
What a fool!
Prince Who Desires the Desired Princess in The White Doe, Orange Fairy Book. Drawing by Charles Dana Gibson.