Before they killed her she begged that her limbs might be scattered to the four winds, and her two eyes thrown upwards into space.
The executioners did as she desired, and her heart was sent to the wicked Princess.
As soon as Anar Pari’s eyes were thrown into the air, they became a pair of love-birds and flew into the forest.
Many days after, the Prince went to hunt in the forest, and was resting himself under the trees when he heard two love-birds talking in the branches, and one was telling the other the story of her life. How she was once Anar Pari, a beautiful fairy, and how a wicked woman had enticed her away from the side of the Prince while he slept, and thrown her down a well, and how the woman was now reigning in her stead as Princess at the Palace.
The young Prince was amazed to hear all this, and looking up, cried: “I have at last found you. Come down and be my Fairy Princess once again.”
Then two laughing, loving eyes appeared, and presently they were set in the form of a woman, and the Prince once again beheld the world-renowned form of Anar Pari.
They went together to the Palace, and there the Prince ordered the false Princess to be brought out, and told everybody present the story of her wickedness.
The sentence passed upon her was that she was to be buried alive near the well; this was done, and to this day nobody dare go near it. Then the Prince married the fairy, and they lived happily ever afterwards; but the old gardener and his daughter were not forgotten, and very often the beautiful Princess sat with her friends, and the two girls weaved garlands together, and spoke lovingly of the time when Anar Pari had dwelt in the old hut in the garden.
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