As he sat there, his thoughts wandered to his dear mother, and he
wished one of the courtiers would speak of her. Hardly had he wished
it than the Lord High Marshal said--
'Your Majesty, we are all rejoicing here, how fares it with Her
Majesty the Queen? Is she still alive in the tower, or has she
perished?'
But the King answered, 'She allowed my beloved son to be devoured by
wild animals, and I do not wish to hear anything about her.'