The bride of the king. Sobolyanskaya E.

- Your Majesty, happened! It happened! This night!

- calmly, master, go to the office, and you will tell me what happened! - stopped the astrologer monarch. In the strict officialdom of the Royal Cabinet, the astrologer was confused for a moment, but quickly pulled himself together and spoke in ardor:

- it happened, Your Majesty! Your future wife came to this world!

- Read more, - the expressive eyebrows of the eighth, the king of India frowned.

- Our future queen was born that night! - announced the stargazer, - Unfortunately, I can only call the place and time of birth approximately, but there is one nuance...

- do not pull, master!

- Your future wife is in great danger, Your Majesty! - the old man waved his hands.