Blue Rose

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Winning the hand of an Angel

Submitted: July 31, 2016

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7/31/16
 
A Chinese folktale story "Blue Rose", - Winning the hand of princess Heaven
 
Retold by Rose Owens ( reedited by me:)))
 
The beloved emperor, announced her only beloved daughter for the rules of marriage, with one specific qualification given by her that is 'the one who can bring her a blue rose'.
 
A wealthy merchant,  bought a strong dye and dipped the stem into it. The petals of the rose turned a pale blue. He brought the rose to the Princess.  She looked at the rose, a drop of blue dye fell from the stem and puddled in her hand.  She looked into the merchant’s eyes but he could not meet her gaze.  “I cannot marry you,” she said.  You have tried to deceive me.  I would have a husband who is true.”
 
There was a handsome young warrior who none dared to stand against him.  The young warrior went to the king of a neighboring kingdom.  “Bring me the blue rose,” he said, “or I will kill you and half the people in your kingdom.”  The king presented the warrior with a blue sapphire that was carved in the shape of a rose.
So he presented to the Princess.  She looked into his cold eyes—eyes that were as hard as the rose of stone.  She said, “I cannot marry you.  I must have a blue rose that is real—not one that is cold and hard.”
 
Lastly, there was a gardener's son who was the princess childhood playmate, who she always feel comfort telling her honest feelings of anything because he trusted him. With much thought, the gardener, finally told the princess to meet him in the blue stained window at twilight. When the time came her maid servants was hidden besides there too. The gardener's son knelt down, and presented a pure white rose which the sun shine behind the blue stained glass which turned into blue. Everything was silent for a moment and thoughts flashed to the princess as everything what the gardener's son wanted to deeply conveyed but cannot was instantly understood.
The servants advises the princess he is poor, he is the gardener's son, its not truly a blue rose.
 
Finally,  the Princess stood.  “My people, let me tell you what I see.  I see a young man who has always been honest and true.  I see a young man who has had the courage to be patient and kind enough to wait until I knew what was in my heart.  I see a young man who values me for myself.  In his hands he hold a gift of love.  And it is blue.  And if you cannot see that the rose is blue, I say that you are colorblind.
 
And so the old Emperor took his daughter’s hand and he took the hand of the gardener’s son and joined them. Happiness comes from their ones own hands, and each was responsible for the other happiness, and so the new married couple Planted a beautiful garden full of love and virtue alike in the new kingdom.
 
The End


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