And to-day we are both dying in the same place.
The King: You are nailed by the hands!
The Princess: Yes. What is that to you?
I am weak. I shall be the first to die.
The King: How is it you have not been seen?
The Princess: I am fastened to a pine
Whose branches make a roof that descends to the ground in front of me.
The King: Where is this tree?
The Princess: I am just behind you.
The King: Now