New painting-preliminary sketch

"'Why can't we go and have a swim?' said the princess. 'There seems to be water enough just about here.'
'I shall never swim more," said the prince.
'Oh, I forgot,' said the princess, and was silent.
So the water grew and grew, and rose up and up on the prince. And the princess sat and looked at him. She fed him now and then. The night wore on. The waters rose and rose. The moon rose likewise higher and higher, and shone full on the face of the dying prince. The water was up to his neck." 
                           -The Light Princess, George MacDonald