In days gone by there was a King who had three sons. When his sons came of age the King called them to him and said, «My dear lads, I want you to get married so that I may see your little ones, my grand-children, before I die.»
And his sons replied, «Very well, Father, give us your blessing. Who do you want us to marry?»
«Each of you must take an arrow, go out into the green meadow and shoot it. Where the arrows fall, there shall your destiny be.»
So the sons bowed to their father, and each of them took an arrow and went out into the green meadow, where they drew their bows and let fly their arrows.
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