Now, as they walked together in the park, the prince told Hildegarde that he had loved her for a twelvemonth and a day.
He described Zora’s visit to the cruel goblin. He said that he himself had overheard the two talking together, had ground his teeth, and sighed. Then the gnomes, seeing his grief, had come asking him if he would be changed for a year, and maybe for life, into a lion; and for Hildegarde’s sake he had gladly consented.
Hearing all these things, the grateful princess wept, and said,—
“Now I know that Prince Reginald is my own true friend.”
The prince led Hilda to the palace, and presented her to the king and queen. Great was the wonder, and loud the rejoicing throughout the land.
The treacherous Zora was seen no more, but was changed into a slender green snake; and the king said she deserved her fate; “for, mark you,” cried he, “there is no crime worse than to play false to those whom we pretend to love.”
But Prince Reginald and Hildegarde were married, and lived in peace all the rest of their lives.