The Little Mermaid's Tears

At last she too was fifteen. See now it is your turn said her grandmother the old dowager queen. Come now let me do on you just like your other sister and she put a wreath of white lilies on her hair. But each flower petal was half a pearl and the old queen had a doister squeeze themselves tightly to the princess's tail to who her high ring. Oh how happy she would have been to shake off all this magnificence to take off the heavy wreath her red flowers in her garden or more becoming to her but she dare not do otherwise now. Farewell she said and rose as easily and as lightly as a bubble up through the water.