Opening, part 27 · page 21 2101The poor queen crouched under a rock for the rest of the night, and the next morning, when she woke from her troubled dreams, she was cheered at seeing the frog watching by her.102'I hear we shall have to build you another palace,' said she. '103Well, this time we won't go so near the lake.'104And she smiled with her funny wide mouth, till the queen took heart, and they went together to find wood for the new cabin.105The tiny palace was soon ready, and a fresh bed made of wild thyme, which smelt delicious.106Neither the queen nor the frog said anything about it, but somehow, as always happens, the story came to the ears of the Lion Fairy, and she sent a raven to fetch the culprit.107'What gods or men are protecting you?' she asked, with a frown. '108This earth, dried up by a constant rain of sulphur and fire, produces nothing, yet I hear that YOUR bed is made of sweet smelling herbs.109However, as you can get flowers for yourself, of course you can get them for me, and in an hour's time I must have in my room a nosegay of the rarest flowers.110If not--!111Now you can go.'1 2← previousOpening, part 26next →Opening, part 28↑ back to The Orange Fairy BookThis page in Markdown → https://md.mova.elamur.ai/free/en/corpora/tales/pg3027/27/page/2/