âNow as it happened, there was one other person awake, and that was Gretl, the landlordâs little daughter. She couldnât sleep at all, and the reason for that was Fritzâs story. There was one thing she couldnât get out of her mind. It wasnât the clockwork in the dead Princeâs breast; it wasnât the hoses foaming from terror or the dead driver behind the, it was the young Prince Florian.â