"What shall be done with him?" asked the alcalde.
"What! He who would slay a musician about to serenade a noble lady?"
"Yes, your Majesty."
"What shall be done with him? I condemn him to death. Bring him before me."
The alcalde brought in the image of the King, and uncovered it.
The King beheld himself.
"I will save your head," said the King, and the alcalde went thoughtfully away.