At night, in the moonlight, when all were asleep, except the steersman who stood at the helm, she sat at the side of the ship trying to pierce the clear water with her eyes, and fancied she saw her father’s palace, and above it her old grandmother with her silver crown on her head, looking up through the cross currents towards the keel of the ship.  Then her sisters rose above the water; they gazed sadly at her, wringing their white hands.  She beckoned to them, smiled, and was about to tell them that all was going well and happily with her, when the cabin-boy approached, and the sisters dived down, but he supposed that the white objects he had seen were nothing but flakes of foam.

The next morning the ship entered the harbour of the neighbouring king’s magnificent city.  The church bells rang and trumpets were sounded from every lofty tower, while the soldiers paraded with flags flying and glittering bayonets.  There was a fete every day, there was a succession of balls, and receptions followed one after the other, but the princess was not yet present; she was being brought up a long way off, in a holy Temple they said, and was learning all the royal virtues.  At last she came.  The little mermaid stood eager to see her beauty, and she was obliged to confess that a lovelier creature she had never beheld.  Her complexion was exquisitely pure and delicate, and her trustful eyes of the deepest blue shone through their dark lashes.

‘It is you,’ said the prince, ’you who saved me when I lay almost lifeless on the beach?’ and he clasped his blushing bride to his heart.  ‘Oh!  I am too happy!’ he exclaimed to the little mermaid.

’A greater joy than I had dared to hope for has come to pass.  You will rejoice at my joy, for you love me better than any one.’  Then the little mermaid kissed his hand, and felt as if her heart were broken already.

His wedding morn would bring death to her and change her to foam.

All the church bells pealed and heralds rode through the town proclaiming the nuptials.  Upon every altar throughout the land fragrant oil was burnt in costly silver lamps.  Amidst the swinging of censers by the priests the bride and bridegroom joined hands and received the bishop’s blessing.  The little mermaid dressed in silk and gold stood holding the bride’s train, but her ears were deaf to the festal strains, her eyes saw nothing of the sacred ceremony; she was thinking of her coming death and of all that she had lost in this world.

That same evening the bride and bridegroom embarked, amidst the roar of cannon and the waving of banners.  A royal tent of purple and gold softly cushioned was raised amidships where the bridal pair were to repose during the calm cool night.

The sails swelled in the wind and the ship skimmed lightly and almost without motion over the transparent sea.