Then indeed his troubles vanished, for there was the princess coming dancing towards him, in a dress that shone like gold, and with shoes that glimmered through the grass like fireflies.

She was of course still more beautiful than before.

Like an embodied sunbeam she passed him, and danced away into the distance.
Before she returned in her circle, the clouds had begun to gather about the moon.

The wind rose, the trees moaned, and their lighter branches leaned all one way before it.

The prince feared that the princess would go in, and he should see her no more that night.