‘Now have no fear; they are dead.’
He married the emperor’s daughter.
And the emperor heard that the dragons had carried off his daughter; and the emperor said, ‘He who shall free her from the dragons, he shall marry her.’ The emperor knew not that Peter Pretty-face had married her. He thought that the dragons had carried her off. [[111]]
And there was one Chutilla the Handless, and he went to the emperor. ‘I, O emperor, will rescue your daughter from the dragons.’
‘Well, if you do, she shall be yours.’
So he, Chutilla, went to Peter Pretty-face. And night came upon him, and he had nowhere to sleep, and he crept into the hen-house. In the morning Peter Pretty-face arose, and washed his face, and looked out of the window, and Chutilla came forth from the hen-house.
And Peter Pretty-face saw him. ‘By him is my death.’
Chutilla came indoors and said, ‘Good-morning, Peter Pretty-face.’
‘Thanks, Chutilla.’
‘Come, Peter Pretty-face, give me the emperor’s daughter.’