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Tales of the Emira

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The Tales of the Emira is a story series compiled and written by Gustaaf Vermeylen, writing down the fairy tales, legends and sagas told by the emira.

Since her husband is in a coma, the Emira is hoping for his awakening. The world has changed, but her love for him is unchanged. She has cried many tears, prayed many prayers. But the Emir remained unchanged in a coma. Hoping that he would hear something, she played her violin and told a tale every night.

The tale of the mirrored love

By Craitgod!

Once upon a time there were two mirrors, made of pure silver and a gold frame. The mirrors were as big as a human being and each stood on a tripod. The maker of the mirrors wanted to sell these mirrors as a set, but nobody bought them. Until one day when a dealer bought both mirrors, he brought one to the palace of the Emir and the Emir bought it from the dealer. The Emir gave the mirror to his young daughter. The other mirror... read more

Allure of a palace

By Craitgod!

Once upon a time in a country far away, a poor man and his wife lived in a hut made of sod. When it rained, the roof leaked. When it was windy, there was a draught. The man worked, but his wife kept complaining. "What is the point of cleaning here, when the rain leaks through the roof and the wind blows the dust from outside in?", the woman said. The argument became loud, so loud that it could be heard outside. On the road, the king and queen passed by in a carriage. They could hear the quarrel of the poor man and his wife. The queen ordered the carriage to stop. The queen got out, but the king hesitated to step on the muddy ground with his expensive shoes. The queen approached the house of the poor man and his wife. The poor man and his wife had ceased their quarrel when they realised that something unusual was happening in front of their house.

"What are you arguing about?", the queen asked. The poor man bowed his head in shame. After some hesitation, his wife replied, "This man makes me live in a hut, where the roof is leaky and the wind is free." The queen asked the woman, "Are you not the mistress of the house?" The woman picked her nose and said, "This can hardly be called a house." The king had come to stand beside the queen and said, "You have married a poor man, what did you expect? A palace?" The woman bowed her head, but the queen made a proposal: "Let me live here for three months, then you will see that this hut has the allure of a palace. Then you may live in my house, the king's palace."

The king hesitated to agree, but the queen insisted. "All right, but only if you agree, poor man," said the king. The poor man nodded in agreement. So the queen stayed with the poor man for three months. She sent the poor man to work while she cleaned the hut. The poor man returned after a day's work and had taken his daily wage with him. He was amazed at the queen's work. So the days passed, with the queen improving the hut every day. The queen repaired the roof, closed the cracks and saved part of each day's wages. She repaired the poor man's clothes, bought new pots and pans. She planted vegetables and herbs next to the house.

In the king's palace, the woman could change her outfit every hour of the day and not wear the same thing twice during the three months. She would throw everything she wore on the ground, leave precious jewellery lying around and not eat a meal with the king. The king became furious, but thought of his wife, the queen. He waited for the three months and thanked the great Craitgod when the three months were over.

He and the woman returned to the poor man's hut. There they found a house with the allure of a palace. The whitewashed walls, the vegetable garden and the neatly dressed man. Next to him, the queen was waiting for her king. The woman was very surprised at the changes to the house. "How could this have happened?", she asked. The queen answered and said, "Your husband works hard, we could do something from the daily wage every time. If you continue to do so, your husband may become richer than the king."

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