Later that day, when the Princess was sitting at the table, something was heard coming up the marble stairs. Splish, splosh, splish splosh! The sound came nearer and nearer, and a voice cried, "Let me in, youngest daughter of the King."
The Princess jumped up to see who had called her. Now when she caught sight of the frog, she turned very pale.
"What does a frog want with you?" demanded the King, looking rather surprised.
The Princess hung her head. "When I was sitting by the fountain my golden ball fell into the water. This frog fetched it back for me, because I cried so much." The Princess started to cry again. "I promised to love him and let him eat from my golden plate, drink from my golden cup, and sleep on my golden bed."
The King looked at the frog and thought for a while before he spoke. "Then you must keep your promise, my daughter."