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Many, many years ago, a prince lived in a castle in the mountains of Wales. The prince was called Llewelyn, and he loved to hunt. The prince was very brave. He had a dog called Gelert. The dog was very brave, too. Every time the prince went hunting, Gelert went with him.
The prince also had a baby son. The baby's mother had died. Prince Llewelyn had promised the baby's mother that he would love and look after the baby.
One da, Prince Llewelyn and his med wanted to go hunting. The baby was sleeping quietly. It was a cold and grey, but the baby was warm and safe in his room. Gelert sat by the door and looked after the little baby. The prince stroked the dog and said: "Look after my son until I caom back."
The hours went by. It was late and dark when the prince finally came back. He was tired and hugry, but the first thing he did was to go up the stairs to his son's room. He opened the door and let out a scream. The baby's cradle was upside down and the baby nowhere to be seen.
"You wicked creature," the prince roared. "You have killed my son!" The prince drew his knife and killed the dog. As Gelert fell to the ground, the prince suddenly heard a baby cry from under the cradle.