Ash work in a foreign castle
The foreign king
Then the king's son left the forest and walked along paths that had been trodden and paths that had not been trodden, until at last he came to a great city. He came to a king's court. There the cook took him into service and said he could carry wood and water and sweep up the ashes.
Meeting the King
Once, when there was no one else available, the cook asked him to carry the food to the royal table, but as he did not want his golden hair to be seen, he kept his little hat on. This had never happened to the king before, and he said, "When you come to the royal table, you must take off your hat!" - "Alas, sir," he replied, "I cannot, I have a wicked grind (rash) on my head." Then the king sent for the cook, scolded him and asked how he could have taken such a boy into his service; he should chase him away at once. But the cook took pity on him and exchanged him for the gardener's boy.
The King's Daughter
Now the boy had to plant and water in the garden, hoe and dig and endure wind and bad weather. Once in summer, when he was working alone in the garden, the day was so hot that he took off his little hat and let the air cool him down.
Meeting the King's Daughter
As the sun shone on the hair, it glittered and flashed so that the rays fell into the king's daughter's bedroom and she jumped up to see what was there. Then she caught sight of the boy and called to him, "Boy, bring me a bouquet of flowers!"
He hurriedly put on his little hat, broke off wild flowers and tied them together. As he climbed the stairs, the gardener met him and said: "How can you bring the king's daughter a bouquet of bad flowers? Quickly fetch others and choose the most beautiful and rarest ones!" - "Oh no," replied the boy, "the wild ones smell stronger and will please her better."
Concealment of the true identity
When he came into her room, the king's daughter said: "Take off your little hat, it is not proper for you to keep it on in front of me." He answered again, "I must not, I have a grumpy head." But she reached for the little hat and pulled it off, and his golden hair rolled down on his shoulders so that it was magnificent to behold. He wanted to jump away, but she held him by the arm and gave him a handful of ducats.
Modesty and abstinence
He went away with it, but paid no attention to the gold, instead he brought it to the gardener and said: "I'll give it to your children, they can play with it. The next day the king's daughter called to him again to bring her a bunch of wild flowers, and when he entered with it, she immediately grabbed his little hat and wanted to take it away from him, but he held it tightly with both hands.
She gave him another handful of ducats, but he didn't want to keep them and gave them to the gardener to play with for his children. The third day was no different: she couldn't take away his little hat, and he didn't want her gold.