Chapter 43 scepter

The king said to his wife, "Madame, you are not what you call a queen. You are too vulgar and rough to be my companion." The wife said: "Sir, you think you are a king, but in fact you are just a poor mouthpiece." These words offended the king, and he took the scepter in his hand and struck the queen on the forehead with the golden scepter. At this moment the Majesty of the Royal Chamber came into the palace, and he said: "Ah, ah, Your Majesty! This scepter is made by the greatest artist in the world. Alas, one day, the king and queen will be forgotten, but this scepter will be forgotten." Preserve it and pass it on from generation to generation as a work of art. Your Majesty, now that you have stained the scepter with the blood of Her Majesty's forehead, it will be valued and commemorated even more in the future."

The Scepter Said a king to his wife, "Madame, you are not truly a queen. You are too vulgar and ungracious to be my mate." Said his wife, "Sir, you deem yourself king, but indeed you are only a poor soundling." Now these words angered the king, and he took his sceptre with his hand, and struck the queen upon her forehead with his golden sceptre. At that moment the lord chamber entered, and he said, "Well, well, Majesty! That scepter was fashioned by the greatest artist of the land. Alas! Some day you and the queen shall be forgotten, but this scepter shall be kept, a thing of beauty from generation to generation. And now that you have drawn blood from her Majestys head, Sire, the scepter shall be the more considered and remembered."