She said, "Yes, my dear husband, if you command this,
I will do it," and she embraced him and kissed him, and said she would
take leave of him. Then she ordered a powerful sleeping draught to be
brought, to drink farewell to him; the King took a long draught, but
she took only a little. He soon fell into a deep sleep, and when she
perceived that, she called a servant and took a fair white linen cloth
and wrapped the King in it, and the servant was forced to carry him into
a carriage that stood before the door, and she drove with him to her own
little house. She laid him in her own little bed, and he slept one day and
one night without awakening, and when he awoke he looked round and said,
"Good God! where am I?" He called his attendants, but none of them were
there. At length his wife came to his bedside and said, "My dear lord and
King, you told me I might bring away with me from the palace that which
was dearest and most precious in my eyes I have nothing more precious
and dear than yourself, so I have brought you with me." Tears rose to
the King's eyes and he said, "Dear wife, thou shalt be mine and I will be
thine," and he took her back with him to the royal palace and was married
again to her, and at the present time they are very likely still living.
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