Whoever lies once, will lie a second time; Florea mounted his horse and rode by the way Petru had smoothed to the Fairy Aurora's kingdom. When he had nearly reached her court, the fairy felt that some stranger was approaching.
"Is any body coming?" she asked, rather sharply.
"Some one is coming," replied the dragons who mounted guard at the bridge.
"How is he coming? Over or under the bridge?"
The bridge was what we know. Florea passed under it.
"The hero is passing under the bridge!" replied the dragons, somewhat amused.
"See to him, or the light will become black to you," said the fairy, receiving Florea at his entrance. Florea was thrilled by the sight of so much beauty.
"Welcome, my hero! Did you steal the water?"
"Yes, you are right, I took it."
"Did you drink the wine?"