For a year they were as happy as the day is long, and a little daughter was born to them whom they christened Sundew; but after a year had gone by the Queen took counsel with her daughter Emerald, and said—
"All is not yet lost, and if you are skilful we may defeat the minx yet. You have only to persuade Sweetbriar to make Windflower give him the ring which her mother gave to her, and all will be well."
"I will do it," said Emerald.
So one day Emerald said to Sweetbriar: "You have a very beautiful wife. I hope she is as devoted as she is beautiful."
"Of course she is!" said Sweetbriar.
"Do you think she would do anything you wished?" asked Emerald.
"Of course," answered Sweetbriar.
Then Emerald laughed, and said: "I am sure she would not even give you the ring she wears on her finger."
Sweetbriar laughed, but Emerald only said: "Try."
So that very same day Sweetbriar said to Windflower: "Emerald is so jealous of you that she says you would not even give me the ring which you wear on your finger, if I ask it of you."