White Flame laughed softly. “No, there is no one. Why do you ask, dear father?”
King Red Flame sighed. “Because it is only a prince who loves you, and whom you can love in return, who can free you from the spell.”
White Flame stole closer to her father’s side, and whispered in his ear, “I have not yet seen anyone, dear father, for whom I would wish to be more than the glancing flame that they see me now.”
Again the King sighed. “Ah, well, my daughter, the time may come. But remember that until it does, your face is hidden from me also.”
CHAPTER V
NOT far from the Land of the Fire Fairies there is another wonderland. It is called the Kingdom of Light. Here, though the people are fairies, their magic is different from the magic of the fairies of fire and flame. But it is not less marvelous and beautiful.
The ruler of this country had a son whose name was Prince Radiance. The Prince was tall and strong and handsome. His soft red suit of velvet, his scarlet cap with long red feather that tossed and floated above his yellow hair became him well. So very bright with hope and courage were his eyes, so very friendly was his smile, that wherever he appeared the fairies cried to one another, “Ah, here comes Prince Radiance, bringing happiness and cheer!”