The queen standing by a glow of green and red. Top of the castle garden wall and tumbled over it, landing quietly below Egborn crept into the night, climbed the pear tree to the In no time at all, the sisters were limp lumps, When exhaustion set out toįell them long after dark, Egborn fought sleep and listened for the The sisters hurried to their boring tasks. “Don’t make me fetch my switch! Get back to work!” shrieked the blacksmith’s good wife, their mother. Whomsoever finds it will be drenched with gold,” said Ugbin, 14 years old. “The queen has a secret bloom,” said Egborn, 10 years old. Time one morning to gossip by the well before returning to the boring The time of this story, they were 14, 12, and 10 years old. The village blacksmith and his good wife raised three daughters.
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