"Such a wonderful suit! How splendid it fits!" the king turned and admired himself. "What fabric!" Suddenly the doors of the throne room opened and a farmer burst in holding a pig with bandages wrapped around its cropped ears. The man pointed at the tailors and accused them of passing off the pig's ears as silk and satin. The deceitful pair was carried away to a dark dungeon.

The king sat for some time lost in thought. At last he said, "What value is the finest robe if it can be destroyed by moths? I must have the enchanted sword. Then I will be magnificent beyond compare! Send my spies to find the sword and bring it back to me," he commanded.