Cannetella
hought, my dear daughter, to have found you in such a state? What, may I ask, has brought you to this pass?`
Cannetella replied: `That wicked man with the gold head and teeth treated me worse than a dog, and many a time, since I left you, have I longed to die. But I couldn`t tell you all that I have suffered, for you would never believe me. It is enough that I am once more with you, and I shall never leave you again, for I would rather be a slave in your house than queen in any other.`
In the meantime Scioravante had returned to the stables, and one of the horses told him that Cannetella had been taken away by a cooper in a barrel.
When the wicked magician heard this he was beside himself with rage, and, hastening to the kingdom of Bello Puojo, he went straight to an old woman who lived exactly opposite the royal palace, and said to her: `If you will let me see the king`s daughter, I will give you whatever reward you like to ask for.`
The woman demanded a hundred ducats of gold, and Scioravante counted them out of his purse and gave them to her without a murmur. Then the old woman led him to the roof of the house, where he could see Cannetella combing out her long hair in a room in the top story of the palace.
The princess happened to look out of the window, and when she saw her husband gazing at her, she got such a fright that she flew downstairs to the king, and said: `My lord and father, unless you shut me up instantly in a room with seven iron doors, I am lost.`
`If that`s all,` said the king, `it shall be done at once.` And he gave orders for the doors to be closed on the spot.
When Scioravante saw this he returned to the old woman, and said: `I will give you whatever you like if you will go into the palace, hide under the princess`s bed, and slip this little piece of paper beneath her pillow, saying, as you do so: “May everyone in the palace, except the princess, fall into a sound sleep.”`
The old woman demanded another hundred golden ducats, and then proceeded to carry out the magician`s wishes. No sooner had she slipped the piece of paper under Cannetella`s pillow, than all the people in the palace fell fast asleep, and only the princess remained awake.
Then Scioravante hurried to the seven doors and opened them one after the other. Cannetella screamed with terror when she saw her husband, but no one came to her help, for all in the palace lay as if they were dead. The magician seized her in the bed on which she lay, and was going to carry her off with him, when the little piece of paper which the old woman had placed under her pillow fell on the floor.
In an instant all the people in the palace woke up, and as Cannetella was still screaming for help, they rushed to her rescue. They seized Scioravante and put him to death; so he was caught in the trap which he had laid for the princess–and, as is so often the case in this world, the biter himself was bit.