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Fairy tale
Once upon a time there was a king who had no child, so he made a vow if God gives him a boy he will give the poor people jars of honey and butter till the day he dies. God gave him a son and the king started to give the poor people honey and butter each year. When his son turned twenty, the king prepared for the old tradition he started. Everyone came to fill up their bowls with honey and butter. When everybody left, an old lady came there and asked the king's son for some honey and butter. We have run out of honey and butter. He said. Dear boy, now that you've finished all the honey and butter I hope the Bergamot orange girl entangles you. The old lady said. As the old lady finished her curse the boy fell in love with the bergamot orange girl without even seeing her.so he locked himself up in Panjdari room. It was a tradition everyone who fell in love locked themselves up in the room with five windows. After some hours the king and her wife realized that their ...
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