“Very well,” thought the old queen “we will soon see.” She said nothing, but went into the bedchamber and took off all the bedding, then laid a pea on the bed. But O dear, what a state she was in from the rain and bad weather! The water dropped from her hair and clothes, it ran in at the tips of her shoes and out at the heels yet she insisted she was a real princess. In the middle of the storm came a knock at the town gate, and the old king went out to open it. It thundered and lightened, and the rain poured down indeed, it was quite fearful. Therefore, he returned home again, quite disappointed, for he wished so much to marry a real princess. Not that there was any lack of princesses, but he could not seem to make out whether they were real princesses there was always something not quite satisfactory. So he traveled all round the world, seeking such a one, but everywhere something was in the way. But she must be a real princess, mind you. There was once a prince who wanted to marry a princess.
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