The prince was too addicted to tragic poetry, he read too much, and here is the result. I got sick from excessive sadness.

Cure it, of course, it is easy: you just have to laugh. But try to make him laugh when he is so chronically gloomy!

Fools, clowns gathered in the palace, a big celebration was held in honor of the prince, and he was sitting, looking sourer than before. And at least once he smiled!

However, on a bad mood, the prince's adventures and troubles do not end. Only the prince will recover, as a new trouble awaits at the gate: love. To three oranges love!

Now the prince will roam the world in white, search for the three coveted orange, without which from now on life is not nice either.

And how will he find out what he will do with these oranges?