In the King’s wood there lived a mother and her cub. She loved him very much. But there were other things that lived in the woods—evil things. Like stags and wolves. He could hear them howling in the night. Little cub was frightened and his mother said “you are a lion, my son, you musn’t be afraid. For one day all the beasts will bow to you. You will be King. All the stags will bow, all the wolves will bow, the bears in the North and the foxes of the South, all the birds in the sky, and all the beasts in the sea, they will all come to you, little lion, to rest a crown upon your head.”