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  He was terribly angry and cried over Medea with threatening voice to: "Shame on you're not going to steal from me? Who are you? Where are you from? "

  Medea replied anxiously, "I am Medea nightingale, the farmer's daughter Theo, from the Kingdom Chóraleio. Prince Lean has sent me to save Phoebe. "

  "Since when Prince sends girls to steal from me?"

  She began to cry with fear. "I am a chosen one and if I do not bring Phoebe back to the castle, the prince will not marry me. Forgive me, good king Aphron, I did not want to steal from you. "

  When the king saw the tears of the girl, he was at once gentle. "Pretty girl, yet do not cry!" He begged. "Are you sure that the prince has ordered you to steal from me? If you had come to me and had asked me to be honest about, I would have let the lovely Phoebe in honor. She's not my prisoner, but my guest. It is not pleased the Prince, if I let announce how you are predatory process in my kingdom. But listen, Medea, when you are doing me the service and going beyond the thrice ninth kingdom in the thrice tenth kingdom and three times the firebird of King Ivan, then I will forgive you and return Phoebe with you! "

  Medea promised e Ilig and returned deeply grieved back to the lark. They told her what the King had demanded of her.

  "Oh, beautiful Medea" complained the lark, "why did you not listen to my words, yet touched the tree?"

  "It was Phoebe, I do not," said Medea defended.

  "She was entrusted to you. You should have to be careful. "

  Medea was not used, to be responsible for someone, but nodded guiltily. "Please forgive me."

  "Done is done," said the lark. "Let us leave at dawn and I will bring thee king Ivan. See that you get the Firebird. "

  They were out all day, until they reached the shimmering marble palace of Tsar Ivan in the dead of night. The Firebird was sitting in a golden cage in the yard. Its light was so bright and beautiful that it could be seen from far away already.

  The wily Lark said: "Lock the Firebird out of the cage, but not you dare to touch the cage!"

  Medea quietly crept into the courtyard and lured the bird with a little song out. She was about to go back - because she remembered that she had to go home still has a long way to go because it would be uncomfortable all the time to keep the fire bird in the hand. Perhaps he would flee from her and she would have gone all the way for nothing. She turned around and grabbed the cage.

  But as soon as she had taken him there rang and rang it throughout the yard, the servants came running, Medea captured and brought them unto their lord, the king Ivan.

  This was terribly angry and shouted: "Hey, young girl, from what country you are, what your name is, you want to steal my night Firebird"

  Medea replied with a trembling voice and bowed: "Chóraleio is my home, my name is Medea nightingale . I fight for the heart of Prince Lean. Without the Firebird I'm going to lose him. "

  "Oho, my fair one," said Prince Ivan, "befits the one young lady? You should have come to me, then I would have given you the Firebird with honor. Will it be good if I let announce in all countries, such as the future queen of Chóraleio has listed in my kingdom? But listen, Medea Nightingale: If you are doing me the service and go about three times in the ninth kingdom Thrice-Ten Kingdom and my golden-maned steed bring, I will forgive you and give you the Firebird with honor. But not Leis test you give me the service, so I'll announce in all the realms that you're a dishonorable thief and the prince will cast you forever! "

  Medea went away sorrowful from the castle of King Ivan and wept bitterly. When she came to the lark, she told her guiltily anything had happened to her.

  "Oh, my beautiful Medea", the lark said sadly, "why did not you follow me and have the cage but taken?"

  "Forgive me again," Medea asked desperately.

  "Done is done," said the lark, "I will take you to Queen Jelena, who owns the golden-maned steed."

  They went three days and three nights, until they came into the realm of Queen Jelena. The Lark stopped before a golden lattice. Behind was a beautiful park, in which the golden-maned horse grazing.

  As the lark said, "Now Medea, I will not leave you. Let's go to the park and wait in the shelter of the tree to the Queen. "

  Medea was relieved that she did not have to leave the lark this time and did as she was told.

  As the golden sun sank toward evening, Jelena came to the park, to indulge in the pleasant cool of the evening. When she, accompanied by her courtiers and court ladies, maids and footmen, walked through the garden, and the point came over, where Medea and the Lark sat, this began to chirp: "Queen Jelena, across the country and beyond, are you known for your goodness. Listen to me! "

  Jelena was flattered by the words of the bird, however, thought that Medea would have talked to her, because birds are not the sayings powerful. She turned the elect with a smile. "Dear girl, what can I do for you?"

  "Good Queen, I am Medea Nightingale and have come a long way. My Heart Belongs to Prince Lean, but if I do not bring your goldmähniges Ross to Tsar Ivan, my love will remain forever unanswered. "

  "Poor girl," Jelena sighed sympathetically, "Thou shalt feed my goldmähniges Ross in honor have, because you asked me so fond of it. Now hurry quickly, so as not to allow the prince to wait longer for his true bride. "

  Medea thanked the queen and rose on the back of the horse. They rode faster than the wind back into the realm of the king Ivan. But when they reached the marble palace, sighed Medea. "Still a long way to go. Remain my golden-maned horse, so we were quickly at King Aphron. "

  "Do not worry," said the lark. "I helped you so far, I want to help you this time!" The little bird flew by Medea's shoulder down on the cool Mother Earth. He pounded his wings and was all of a sudden there as goldmähniges Ross.

  "How did you do that?" Marveled Medea.

  "Not everything is what it seems. Now lead me to the king. "

  "But I cannot let you leave with Ivan. You mean more to me than a goldmähniges Ross! "

  "Do not be afraid, I will soon come back to you."

  As Medea took the wrong horse at the reins to guide it to Tsar Ivan. The right Ross tied firmly at the gates of the castle.

  Tsar Ivan was delighted when he saw the alleged Ross Medea. He immediately ordered to bring the fire bird in its cage. Medea took the golden cage and took him out of town. Outside the castle they went to the right on Ross and chased him with the Firebird up and away to the realm of the king Aphron.

  The lark but remained as goldmähniges Ross at Ivan. But the next day wanted to ride the king to present to the people their gorgeous Ross. Almost from the moment they left the castle, the lark threw the king into a high arc of himself and galloped away as fast that no one could catch them.

  Medea pulled however with the Firebird over highways and byways. Her heart was heavy with worry and she sighed painfully: "Oh, where is my loyalty lark"

  But no sooner had she spoken the word, the lark landed bodily on her shoulder, as if she had never been away. "Medea, I promised never to leave you," she chirped cheerfully.

  Sooner or later, they reached up to three miles from the city of the Kingdom Aphron. As Medea began to ask the lark: "Love lark, you have so often stood by me, will you help me to the fact that I can also keep the Firebird?"

  The lark said nothing, jumped from her shoulder, lay down on the cool Mother Earth and flew up again as Firebird.

  Medea was back to true Firebird in the forest while they rode to the Garden of the King Aphron with the Firebird, the lark had changed. This was delighted when he saw the Firebird with Medea. He went to meet her, greeted her solemnly and let serve her honor a magnificent meal. In parting, he made free Phoibe to accompany Medea back to Chóraleio. "Go back to your parents, but know that you will be always welcome in my kingdom. You were the most beautiful flower in my garden. "

  Phoebe went with Medea before the castle, where the Firebird was waiting for them. They rode toward the goldmähnigen Ross home.

  But the lark as F
irebird remained at King Aphron. The next day Aphron wanted the beautiful bird show his people, and went with him into the city. But as soon as he opened the cage, fled the Firebird and turned back into the lark. When she caught up with Medea, she sat back down on her shoulder and said, "I'll never leave you."

  Medea was overjoyed to have the lark again with him. Soon short, sometimes long, they had the kingdom Chóraleio reached within twenty miles. They passed a small cabin in the woods. As Medea held the Ross, dismounted and tied it to a tree. Along with Phoebe, the Firebird and the lark she entered the hut. There were two beds that were coated with dust, as no one had been there for years. Dead tired they lay down to rest and fell immediately into a deep slumber.

  At the same time, however, passed a witch whose soul was darker than the darkest night, and her heart was made of pure stone. When she saw the golden-maned horse and the Firebird, she decided to kill the two girls. Her eyes were bad, so they did not see the little lark. She cast a spell, the Medea and Phoebe replied in an eternal sleep. The black witch took the golden-maned horse and the Firebird itself.

  As the lark awoke, Medea's skin was already as cold as snow. Too much she would Medea helped and made alive again, but she did not know how they should go about it. It was as if the girl froze even the heart of the lark. As this was so deep sorrow in addition to the dead girl, she suddenly saw a crow with her two boys circling over the cottage.

  They turned into a large wolf with sharp teeth and lurked until the crows sat on the ground, sprang forward and caught one of the boys crows, which shrieked as equal scary.

  "Do not hurt my youngest," asked the crow’s mother. "It has not done anything to you!"

  "Listen to me, crow's mother!", The lark spoke with the raspy voice of the wolf. "I want your puppy to do no harm, if you do me a service. Fly over the three ninth kingdom in the thrice tenth kingdom and bring me out of the water of life! "

  "I will like to do, but my youngest do no harm!", Begged the crow and flew away. On the third day before the Crow flew back and brought two glasses with - for each girl one - and it was the lark, the still disguised as a wolf.

  She took both glasses and let the crows boy with his mother and his brother fly away. The lark turned back in their bird shape and sprinkled once the girl with the water of life - Medea opened his eyes and said, "Oh, what have I slept so long"

  The Lark snuggled against her cheek and felt only now her heart beating again: "Love Medea, you'd sleep on forever if I had not been here. Did you and Phoebe but enchanted the black witch and the golden-maned horse and the Firebird taken. On, rushe as soon as possible to the home! Perhaps all keep you already dead. "

  "We are without the need Ross hours" sighed Phoebe and as the lark turned into a beautiful horse, to which the two girls went. It ran faster than the wind, and they reached over short and long the lock.

  Medea and Phoebe dismounted, rushed into the throne room and were greeted warmly by the other. Heera kissed her sister on the forehead, cheeks and nose. But Prince Lean was to display the relief at the return of the two girls, he announced: ". Medea has passed her test"

  Phoebe, however, was no longer the elect, because she had not passed her test. She returned on the same day back to her family.

  Heera lay with open eyes on her bed in the dark room. Only the moon cast its dim light through the window. Her heart was pounding and circled her thoughts. She was overjoyed that Medea was returned safely, but she found it hard to believe that they should have done it unaided, almost a week to survive alone in the woods, or even in a foreign kingdom. She had tried to talk her sister out, but Medea had just smiled and shook his head disapprovingly. "You know that I'm not allowed to talk about my test," she had said, and pretended she would close her lips with an invisible key.

  She thought of the allegations of the other girls that Medea would at night to talk to someone. First Heera had not believed them, but now won their curiosity. However, no tone was sounded from the next room, not even a faint song.

  Around the castle there was an eerie silence. No call of the eagle owl, no howling of the wolves and not a child who screamed with cold and hunger. But suddenly they heard the soft twittering of a bird. It was unusual because birds usually began her singing with the first rays of sunshine and not m activities at night. A faint whisper could be heard, as quiet as the scrape of mice behind the walls. Heera tense listening in the darkness. Again she heard a murmur, without understanding a word. She got out of her bed and pressed her ear against the wall that separated her room from Medea.

  "You've saved my life, how could I refuse you such a pious wish there?" She heard the muffled voice of her sister. The next moment she began to sing. With whom you spoke? This someone had to be in her room.

  Heera not hesitated and stepped out into the hallway. Here was low Medea sweet voice heard. She knocked on the door and immediately the singing stopped.

  First there was silence, then whispered Medea with anxious voice behind the wood: "Who is there?"

  "I'm there. Now open to me! "Demanded Heera and the door opened a small gap. Medea was wearing only her thin nightgown, glaring angrily at Heera. "Why did you wake me in the middle of the night?"

  Heera tried a view of the interior of the room to catch, but Medea blocking her vision, as if she had something to hide.

  "Who were you talking to?"

  "I have not spoken to anyone!" Medea replied indignantly. "I slept. You must have heard the wind! "

  "No, I'm sure, have heard that I speak to you first and then sing" insisted Heera and squeezed her sister roughly aside and went into the strange room. She did not know whom she had expected there. Perhaps Lean? But there was nobody there. Only the golden cage with the lark on the desk. The bird blinked her counter oversleeping.

  "What are you doing?" Said Medea complained applied. "Do you think I would meet me at night with the prince?" Her eyes twisted into narrow bars. "You should not close by you to others!"

  Heera blushed guiltily. "It was only once and I was not sure that he would come and see me."

  "As you see, no one is there. Can I go back to sleep now, please? I have strenuous day behind me! "

  Just to make sure Heera opened even Medea wardrobe, but to the simple dress in which she had auditioned for the prince, it was empty.

  "What have I done that you believe the rumors of other more than the words of your own sister?" Medea threw hurt her before, and put her hands on her hips. "You'd think you would not treat me my success in the examination!"

  Heera turned guiltily to her. "Of course I do not begrudge it to you. You cannot imagine the fear I had about you you. "

  "Oh, yes, because I was already in the same situation when you were in your examination" Medea disagreed forcefully. "But when you came back, I told you not assumed that you had cheated."

  "I'll insinuating anything," parried Heera.

  "What are you looking then?"

  Heera knew no longer to justify. She had been so sure that someone would be with Medea, who they should have otherwise spoken? "I thought I'd heard you talk," she said confused.

  Medea sighed. "Well, not that I embarrassed, but otherwise you never pay so calm. I have actually spoken, but only with myself. "

  Heera wrinkled forehead in disbelief. "Since when are you taking soliloquies?"

  "I thought of Prince Lean and imagined what I would say to him if he would stop at my hand", you confided in Medea, with her cheeks rosy discolored.

  "You said he saved your life," Heera objected skeptical. "I have not noticed anything?"

  "If I'm his wife, he saves our whole family out of poverty," said Medea, as if it were obvious. "He was the queen will begin a new life for me, so seen saved me."

  Heera did not know if she could believe Medea's explanation, but she noticed no reason one why her sister should so make up a story. "Do you find our old life so terrible?" She asked both confused and offended. Her parents did their best to make her all life as much as possible. They
did not have much, but at least they had each other. That was more than many others had. There were children who grew up as orphans, without parents and without siblings.

  "No, but I could not live without Lean. It would break my heart. "She leaned in confidence to her sister. "Could you therefore please keep to yourself that I have spoken in a dream with myself? It would be too embarrassing in front of others."

  "Of course," assured her Heera without hesitation. Medea kissed her on the cheek and pushed her out of her room. "Good night, sis," she purred, closing the door before Heera something could reply. Heera was unsettled in the hallway and did not know how to classify the conversation. Medea's behavior was unusual, but she had no proof. You did not even know exactly what they accused her at all. Even if Prince Lean visited her at night in her room, that would be really just a reason to be happy, because she wished her sister nothing more than that their wishes were fulfilled. But what if it was not the prince? Her sister was madly in love with him, so it was possible that they would meet with someone other than him. But with whom, if not they might otherwise have spoken to the prince? For instance with the lark? Why would prefer to perform Medea say soliloquies than admitting that she spoke with a bird? Or was the lark at the end is not what she pretended to be? The Witch of the East had warned of the elect, the evil I shall bring upon the whole kingdom. For Witches, it was easy to take the shape of animals, what if the lark would evil in the end? You could Medea captivate and her all M promise everything possible, just to use it. It saddened her that her sister is not entrusted to her the truth, but she was also so find out what Medea had to hide.

  As long as the rose blooms,

  Do you have time to win the prince's heart.

  Only when the last leaf falls to the ground

  and he not thy supplication Oh hear t,

  you need to come back to me.