White-Bear-King-Valemon ( Norwegian: Kvitebjørn kong Valemon) is a Norwegian fairy tale. The tale was published as No. 90 in Asbjørnsen and Moe's Norske Folke-Eventyr. Ny Samling (1871). [1] George Webbe Dasent translated it for his Tales from the Fjeld. [2] So when he went to bed she gave him another sleeping draught, so that it went no better that night than the first. He was not able to keep his eyes open, for all that the princess bawled and wept. Asbjørnsen, Peter Christen, Jørgen Moe, Pat Shaw, and Carl Norman. “White-Bear-King-Valemon”. In: Merveilles & Contes 3, no. 1 (1989): 115–20. http://www.jstor.org/stable/41389996.

When he went to bed, the hag gave King Valemon a sleeping draught so that he would not open his eyes no matter how much the princess cried and wept. BETTRIDGE, WILLIAM EDWIN; Utley, Francis Lee. “New Light on the Origin of the Griselda Story”. In: Texas Studies in Literature and Language 13, no. 2 (1971): 167. http://www.jstor.org/stable/40754145. Dreaming of a glorious golden crown one night, a beautiful princess awakens, and cannot be satisfied by any of the crowns created by her indulgent father's craftsmen. Then she meets a white bear in the woods, who possessed such a crown, but will only exchange it for her, the princess. Going to live with him in a beautiful palace, the princess is happy, until she is misled by her mother's advice, and attempts to pry into the white bear's secret. Revealed as an enchanted prince, the bear departs, and the princess sets out after him, embarking on a quest for her love that will lead her to the land east of the sun and west of the moon... As for the girl, she ran about clipping in the air and playing with a pair of golden scissors, which were of that kind, that silk and satin stuffs flew all about her if she only clipped the air with them. Where they were, there was never any want of clothes.Well, he passed by here the day before yesterday, but he was going so fast that you’ll never be able to catch up.” Well! she might do so and welcome,’ said the old hag; ‘but she must first lull him off to sleep and wake him up in the morning.’

That hut, you must know, was all so full of small bairns, and they all hung round their mother’s skirts and bawled for food. Then the goody put a pot on the fire full of small round pebbles. When the princess asked what that was for, the goody said they were so poor they had neither food nor clothing, and it went to her heart to hear the children screaming for a morsel of food; but when she put the pot on the fire, and said— The princess took the napkin, thanked them, and set off again. She went far and farther than far through the woods and travelled all day and night. The next morning she came to a mountain as steep as a wall, so high and wide that she could see no end to it. At the base of the mountain there was a hut, and as soon as she set foot inside it, she said, “Good day. Do you know if King Valemon the white bear passed this way?” But however it happened, so it happened; she got a bit of a candle-end to take with her when she started. But this poor wife,’ said the little girl, ‘who has to go so far over such bad ways, she may well be starving and suffering much other ill. I dare say she has far more need of this napkin than I;’ and so she asked if she might have leave to give her the napkin, and she got it.Bronfman, Judith. Chaucer's Clerk's Tale: The Griselda Story Received, Rewritten, Illustrated. Routledge, 2021 [1994]. p. 313. ISBN 9780367357443.