“Oh, great king, I am a messenger from my master the Prince Daaraaee,” it said, “and I have come from far away, a three days and three nights’ journey through the forest.”
“And what is the message your master sends?” asked the king.
“He wishes you to give him your beautiful daughter for a wife, and he sends you a small gift. It is but a poor thing, and scarce worth the sending, but it was as much as I could carry.”
The gazelle then unwrapped the leaves from the diamond and presented it to the king. All were wonder-struck when they saw the size and brightness of the diamond. It was worth a kingdom.
“Your master must be very rich and powerful,” said the king. “Has he many more jewels like this?”
“That is nothing to what he has in his treasure house,” answered the gazelle.
“And he wishes the hand of my daughter?”
“Yes, your majesty.”
The king was delighted at the idea of having such a rich man for a son-in-law, and promised that Prince Daaraaee should have the hand of the princess.