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           Iloveyourheartmorethanyourcrown,andyetthereisanodourofsanctityroundthecrowntoo!—Iwillcome,andIwillsingtoyou!—Butyoumustpromisemeonething!—’Everything!’saidtheemperor,whostoodthereinhisimperialrobeswhichhehadjustputon,andheheldtheswordheavywithgolduponhisheart.’OnethingIaskyou!Tellnoonethatyouhavealittlebirdwhotellsyoueverything;itwillbebetterso!’Thenthenightingaleflewaway.Theattendantscameintoseeaftertheirdeademperor,andtherehestood,biddingthem’Goodmorning!’