Shalmon?” asked the mayor.
“Oh! I’m content,” he answered gruffly. “I agree to anything that will rid me of the demon princess.”
The princess flushed crimson with shame and rage at these cruel words.
“These words I have not deserved,” she exclaimed, proudly. “I have loved thee, and have been faithful unto thee, Bar Shalmon. I accept the decree of your laws and shall return to the land of Ergetz a widow. I ask not for your pity. I ask but for that which is my right, one last kiss.”
“Very well,” said Bar Shalmon, still more gruffly, “anything to have done with thee.”
The princess stepped proudly forward to him and kissed him on the lips.
Bar Shalmon turned deadly pale and would have fallen had not his friends caught him.
“Take thy punishment for all thy sins,” cried the princess, haughtily, “for thy broken vows and thy false promises—thy perjury to thy God, to thy father, to my father and to me.”
As she spoke Bar Shalmon fell dead at her feet. At a sign from the princess, her retinue of fairies and demons flew out of the building and up into the air with their royal mistress in their midst and vanished.
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