Our prince became ill, ill, ill, all from melancholy: he read many books serious, he paid attention, so he reached such a sad state!

No one can make him laugh and nothing. No matter how much the king tried, he summoned the buffoons-comedians-even the prince did not smile at the edge of his lips!

And then the witch angry angry and kuvyrem kuvyrknulas - at once the prince cheered, laughed at the witch.

Well, this witch did not exactly like it! How so: above it, powerful, scoff! She could not let go of such a wicked one and immediately cast a spell: let the prince fall in love with three oranges!

Where it is seen, where it is heard, that someone with love to the three oranges burned! But go and see: the prince fell in love, and that's it! Souls do not sing in oranges, although they have never seen them.

The prince went for three seas in search of his oranges, he could not find without difficulty, and these oranges turned out to be not easy: young girls were hidden in them. Now it was clearer who the prince was in love with!