‘No more my sweet bull, please, no more’. XXX I kissed the very tip of the head, opened my mouth and slowly took it in. The Gods sent him the white bull and people make jokes now behind his back because he dare not go near it, only his wife can control it.’
Inside I smiled to think that my husband is made fun of, but I was angry also, he is the King and it is wrong that the peasants and merchants should ridicule him so. I stood in front of my bull with my legs slightly apart, presenting myself for him. My handmaiden began to blush. So I sent one of my handmaidens to his workshop in the town to invite him to dine with me in the evening.
