Tsar Matvey and the queen had no children. They bitterly worried about this. Once the queen went to the brook and wept bitterly. Suddenly, he crawled out and said that the princess would soon have a daughter. And it happened.
The daughter was born a beauty, the tsar convened a feast in joys and invited eleven witches to him, and forgot about the twelfth. After the festival, every sorceress said wishes to the princess, wishing her wealth, a happy life, a good husband. But then the twelfth old, wicked witch came. She was angry that she had not been invited to a feast and uttered prophetic words:
“In the sixteenth year
You meet misfortune;
At this age his
Hand you a spindle
Scratch, my light,
And you will die in the color of years! “.
The old witch left, and the remaining good sorceress, in order to save the princess, said that the princess will not die from the spindle prick, but only fall asleep for 300 years. And how to wake up, will be happy and live without worries.
And it happened. The king, frightened of the curse of the evil witch, forbade to plant flax, forbade spinning, spindles completely destroyed. And all calmed down. 15 years passed, the tsar and the queen left, and the young princess decided to bypass the palace. And she found herself accidentally in the chamber, an old woman sits there and spins on a spindle. Only the girl stepped into the room, the old woman handed her a spindle, the princess pricked and fell asleep. Then the father and mother returned… all plunged into a deep, magical dream… Many daredevils tried to get into the royal court, to save the princess. But no one could do it. Everyone who did not approach the palace, disappeared without a trace. Finally, terrible legends formed around the palace, no one dared to approach him closely.
300 years have passed. The young tsar’s son, hunting, saw a thick boron. He became very interested in him, and he asked the old man about him. The old man told him everything. And the tsarevich decided to go and save the princess from a dream. He came to the palace, he saw everyone was sleeping with a witch-dream. I went into the palace, and there it is quiet, everyone is asleep. He saw a young, beautiful princess and froze – she was so gorgeous, young, beautiful, that he even wanted to kiss her. Only he touched her lips, as she came to life. The whole royal court revived, life began to boil in the old way, as if there had been no three hundred years of witch’s dream. Everyone was cheerful, happy, the princess married a brave prince and everything was fine.
Once upon a time, there was a kind tsar Matvey with his queen. They lived for many years, between them was love and understanding. But, unfortunately, they did not have children. The tsar and the queen were very sad. One summer the queen was sitting in the meadow. A trickle flowed nearby. The queen cried bitterly. Suddenly, cancer crept out of the creek. He told the queen that she would not be sad, she would soon have a daughter. The queen realized that the cancer was magic, thanked him warmly. Soon the queen had a beautiful girl. On this joyful occasion the king made a feast for the whole world. And he invited eleven sorceresses who lived in his kingdom. There were twelve wizards. The latter was a hromonome, old, evil. Her king did not call for a holiday. The reason was that he had only eleven precious gold dishes. Someone stole the twelfth dish, so the twelfth sorceress was not invited.
The old woman was very offended. In the royal palace was a merry feast. Every sorceress said her wish to the girl. And all these wishes had to be fulfilled. One sorceress said that the princess would walk in gold; another said that the princess would be extraordinarily beautiful. Also the child was desired a gentle and quiet character, handsome groom, easy and carefree life. Thus ten sorceresses spoke. The queue was for the eleventh sorceress. But she did not have time to say her wish, when suddenly the twelfth, that same wicked and old sorceress, who was not invited to the feast, appeared on the feast. She was obviously plotting evil. The old woman said: At the feast, I was not, But a gift brought: In the sixteenth year You meet trouble; At this age, you will scratch your Hand with a spindle, my light, And you will die in the color of years! Such a terrible desire frightened everyone. The witch disappeared. But, fortunately, the eleventh sorceress, who had not yet had time to bestow upon the princess, said: I will not give No way to swear at...
When the king issued such a law, he calmed down. As time passed, the girl grew up and became an amazing beauty. She is now 15 years old. One day the tsar and the queen went for a walk. They did not take the girl with them. The princess became bored, she went to walk around the palace. She walked, admired the luxurious rooms. Suddenly I saw a spiral staircase upstairs. The girl climbed the steps and saw an old woman spinning yarn. The old woman handed the princess to the princess. She took it, pricked and immediately fell asleep, along with her, fell asleep whole palace, servants, the king with the queen. Even the animals that were in the palace were asleep. After a while the thorny thorns closed the palace, and no one could find the way to it. Has passed already hundred years. Everyone forgot about what happened to the princess. Only legends were known to people. There were many brave people, who wanted to wake up the princess. But, alas, no one could return from the bewitched forest. And then three hundred years passed. One day in the spring the king’s son rode in the neighborhood. It so happened that he was behind the retinue, saw a dark forest. The prince met here with the old man and asked him to tell what kind of forest it was. The old man said that he heard from his grandfather. In this forest there is a royal palace, in it the princess sleeps. She has been sleeping for three centuries. A young man must wake the girl. But those who tried to reach it, no one turned back. that I heard from my grandfather. In this forest there is a royal palace, in it the princess sleeps. She has been sleeping for three centuries. A young man must wake the girl. But those who tried to reach it, no one turned back. that I heard from my grandfather. In this forest there is a royal palace, in it the princess sleeps. She has been sleeping for three centuries. A young man must wake the girl. But those who tried to reach it, no one turned back.
The prince immediately went to the enchanted forest. And immediately the blackthorn turned into a beautiful shrub on which roses bloomed. The bushes parted before the young man. Everything was fresh and beautiful in the forest. Now there is nothing wrong with it. The young man arrived quickly to the palace. And he saw how beautiful he was. The gate was open. He went into the yard, saw the sleeping people. On the steps of the palace the tsar and the queen slept. The young man climbed the spiral staircase, saw a beautiful princess. She slept. The prince could not resist and kissed the girl. In a moment she woke up; And behind her in a moment from a dream All around rose: Tsar, queen, royal house; Again, talking, screaming, fussing; Everything was as it was; like a day Has not passed since then in a dream The whole of that region was sunk. The young man married the princess, and they lived happily ever after.