The King Who Ate His Daughters
There was a king who liked his wife bear birth only boys, so if she gave birth to a girl he would eat her. Once his wife became pregnant, he went for hunt and the queen gave birth to a girl. When the king came back his wife hid the girl saying to the king she gave birth to a dead girl. She grew the daughter up till she became twelve.
Once, after coming back from hunting, the king saw the girl playing. As the girl starred at his father, escaped coming to her mother saying, “oh, mother, hide me. Father would eat me.”
The queen hid her. The king came. “Where is the girl?” the king told her wife, “I want to eat her.”
“What girl?” his wife said “we have no girl. You ate all the girls I gave birth to.”
The more the queen told, the more the king didn’t pay attention. The king had twelve sons. When his sons found the king persistent, they came to the king saying, “either leave us away or keep the girl alive.”
“I leave you all away, but I don’t keep the girl alive.” the king said proudly.
Eventually, the sons made their father consented that they’d take their sister and leave the city heading to another land. The brothers male-dressed their sister. They keep going till they encounter with forty brigands. They were murdered by forty brigands immediately. All of a sudden, out of their blood new flowers reproduced making all around red. One day, while crossing there, the king and his vizier found themselves in a charming plain. “Go handpick us branches of flower.” the king ordered his vizier.
Bending to handpick, all of a sudden, the flowers said, “father’s vizier has come, coming to see the flowers. Shall we give him or not?”
The vizier did the same action, but the flowers said the same words. Finally, he came back to the king hand-empty.
“Why have you come hand-empty?” the king asked.
“Every time I wanted to cut a flower,” the vizier responded, “all the flowers cried out. I didn’t dare to pick up.”
The king himself came to handpick. As he bended down, the flower said “they were twelve brother, they were sympathetic to their sister. Look, the father has come seeing the flowers. Shall I give him or not?”
The king perceived that these flowers were her children. There, he was regretted of what he did and repented. Suddenly, twelve sons and one daughter revived. Then, the all went back to home and began a nice life.
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