Once upon a time there was a prince with dark, flashing eyes and teeth whiter than white, as handsome as, say, Omar Sharif. He didn't like any of the seven marriageable princesses whom his mother had lined up for him; in fact, he didn't really like much of anything except riding his high-spirited white horse. One day, while cantering across the meadows, his horse threw him and galloped off. When the prince finally caught up with the horsewith the help of a flying monkit had been appropriated by a peasant girl of such deep dark beauty that you'd swear she was...
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