"I shall think only of you for the rest of my days," declared the King.
The Lady Whimsical smiled even more than before.
"Do you know why I have come all this way to find you?" demanded the King, growing bolder.
The Lady Whimsical shook her head at him, burst out laughing, and ran inside her rose-leaf house as she had done the day before.
Two hours after sunrise on the following morning, the Lady Whimsical was once more seated on her doorstep, and King Grumbelo was once more standing in front of her.
"You are so beautiful that I shall never tire of looking at you," said the King.
Again, the Lady Whimsical only smiled.
"You are so silent that you will always allow me to talk enough for both of us," continued the King.
The Lady Whimsical smiled once more.
"And since you are so foolish as to send me away every morning," said the King, "you must surely be foolish enough to be the Queen of so wise a King as myself."