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got up as driven and is attentive, seriously looked at it. At the same time it seemed to the prince that he at all desire cannot look away from her eyes, which as if saw him through so did not remain hidden any his secret thought or desire. This feeling was very unpleasant and Prinze felt a great relief when the Fairy, at last, released his eyes. Her face accepted the same playful and derisive tone again, as earlier:
    - And what it so interests you? Unless you do not know that it is dangerous to fairies to ask such questions?
    - Why it … - Prinze was frightened outright - at him old fears concerning transformation into rabbits began to come to life again.
    The fairy swept with laughter and familiarly tapped it on the shoulder.
    - Be not afraid, I will not turn you into a rabbit! Simply … - here her face suddenly became serious, there was some sad, a look - released. - Generally, it is the biggest problem at fairies. We are the most lonely beings on light! - and eyes of its steel slightly damp. It quickly stepped aside and leaned a hand against a pine trunk, having turned an eye somewhere afar, for the river.
    - I do not understand … - Prinze murmured, puzzly making a helpless gesture. - You - such beautiful, such clever, such powerful …
    - … both such unfortunate and lonely! - sadly the Fairy sighed. - You think, it is easy for us, to fairies to find to itself suitable couple? - bitterly she smiled, turning around to Prinze.
    - I understand. Our men almost nobody neither to read, nor are not able to write. They definitely do not suit you, - Prinze spoke. - And at you what, there are no?
    - It is secret. It is dangerous to people to stick the nose in affairs of fairies, and that you will be left without nose! - having sharply changed tone, again the Fairy playfully derisively told and clicked fingers on a tip of his long nose, and then quickly went further, any more without turning around.
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    However after this episode of the relation between them were sharply changed. The fairy became more open and, as if to tell it, available, gentle, and Prinze … The prince began to notice that he cannot do without Fairy any more.
    And behind a dining table, and behind game in checkers, and during long walks, everywhere and everywhere Prinze was pursued by invincible desire to look at the Fairy, to admire it. It long could not tear off a look from her silky golden hair glowing even in the dark, transparent and deep as the mountain lake of eyes, harmonous lines of the body which is hardly covered with a dress. And when the Fairy began to sing on a lute, already not only eyes, but also thoughts of Prinze with delight ran towards to voluntary slavery. From luscious and sweet sounds of its magic lute and a voice Prinze lost any ability to see something, except those images which were cast by the song. To it languid walks on the shady avenue lit only with stars, a silvery lunar path and splash of sleepy fish in a whirlpool seemed. He as if in reality heard enthusiastic trills of a night nightingale, penetrating whisper of a cane at a backwater …
    And after a while Prinze with surprise noticed that he already is not in a small pink room, and there - in the night wood or at the river - and walks hand in hand with the Fairy or sits together with it in silence of a moonlight night. As in reality he heard splash of waves, the remote singing of night birds, inhaled the stupefying aroma of hair of the Fairy, felt heat of her hands on the palms … - exactly as a moment ago about it the Beautiful Fairy sang. Dreams and reality indissolubly intertwined with each other and the farther, the that knot which, appear, not in forces any person on light was to untangle was more closely and more strong tied.
    And what to tell of how quickly and as unexpectedly the Fairy changed the wonderful dresses! For the same evening - or day? (The prince plainly did not know as songs began even in the afternoon, and came to an end in the dead of night) - it