The third task was the hardest: to select the youngest and the best of the King’s three daughters. They were all beautiful, and all exactly alike. However, he was told that the eldest had eaten a lump of sugar, the next some sweet syrup, and the youngest a spoonful of honey. He was to guess which one had eaten the honey.
Then, just in time, came the Queen of the bees, who had been saved from the fire by the little dwarf, and she tried the lips of all three. Finally, she delicately sat upon the lips of the one who had eaten the honey, and so the dwarf knew which was the youngest. Thus the spell was broken, and all who had been turned into stone awoke and took their proper form.
And the dwarf married the youngest and sweetest of the princesses, and was declared King after her father’s death many years later. His two brothers married the other two sisters, and they all lived happily ever after.
— The Queen Bee, by Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm.
Artwork: The Queen Bee, by Mervyn Peake.