The Crimson Fairy Book
The Prince Who Would Seek Immortality
Once upon a time, in the very middle of the middle of a large kingdom, there was a town,
and in the town a palace, and in the palace a king. This king had one son whom his father
thought was wiser and cleverer than any son ever was before, and indeed his father had
spared no pains to make him so. He had been very careful in choosing his tutors and
governors when he was a boy, and when he became a youth he sent him to travel, so that
he might see the ways of other people, and find that they were often as good as his own.
It was now a year since the prince had returned home, for his father felt that it was time
that his son should learn how to rule the kingdom which would one day be his. But
during his long absence the prince seemed to have changed his character altogether. From
being a merry and light-hearted boy, he had grown into a gloomy and thoughtful man.
The king knew of nothing that could have produced such an alteration. He vexed himself
about it from morning till night, till at length an explanation occurred to him--the young
man was in love!
Now the prince never talked about his feelings--for the matter of that he scarcely talked at
all; and the father knew that if he was to come to the bottom of the prince's dismal face,
he would have to begin. So one day, after dinner, he took his son by the arm and led him
into another room, hung entirely with the pictures of beautiful maidens, each one more
lovely than the other.
'My dear boy,' he said, 'you are very sad; perhaps after all your wanderings it is dull for
you here all alone with me. It would be much better if you would marry, and I have
collected here the portraits of the most beautiful women in the world of a rank equal to
your own. Choose which among them you would like for a wife, and I will send an
embassy to her father to ask for her hand.'
'Alas! your Majesty,' answered the prince, 'it is not love or marriage that makes me so
gloomy; but the thought, which haunts me day and night, that all men, even kings, must
die. Never shall I be happy again till I have found a kingdom where death is unknown.
And I have determined to give myself no rest till I have discovered the Land of
The old king heard him with dismay; things were worse than he thought. He tried to
reason with his son, and told him that during all these years he had been looking forward
to his return, in order to resign his throne and its cares, which pressed so heavily upon
him. But it was in vain that he talked; the prince would listen to nothing, and the
following morning buckled on his sword and set forth on his journey.
He had been travelling for many days, and had left his fatherland behind him, when close
to the road he came upon a huge tree, and on its topmost bough an eagle was sitting
shaking the branches with all his might. This seemed so strange and so unlike an eagle,
that the prince stood still with surprise, and the bird saw him and flew to the ground. The
moment its feet touched the ground he changed into a king.