One day, it had to leave on a journey. On its return, it hastened to go to go in the garden. It was sorry by noting that the plants and the trees were desiccating itself.

It was addressed to a pine, formerly, majestic and full with life, and asked him what had occurred. The pine answered him: " I looked at the apple tree and I said myself that never I would not produce the good fruits which it carries. I discouraged myself and I started to dry ".

The king went to find the apple tree, him also was desiccated... It Questioned it and it says: " By looking at the pink and by feeling his perfume, I said myself that never I would not be also beautiful and pleasant and I started to dry ".

As the pink itself was decaying, it went to speak to him and it says to him: " As it is a pity which I do not have the age of the maple which is over there and which my sheets do not colour with the autumn. Under these conditions, what good is it to live and make flowers? I thus put myself to desiccate me ".

Continuing his browsing, the king saw splendid a small flower of the name of " Bernadette ". She was very opened out. He asked him how he was made that she is so alive. She answered him: " I failed to desiccate me, because at the beginning I was afflicted. Never I will have the majesty of the pine, which keeps its greenery all the year; nor the refinement and the perfume of the pink. And I started to die but I reflected and I said myself: " If the king, who is rich, powerful and wise, and which organized this garden, had wanted something of other in my place, it would have planted it. If thus, it planted me, it is that it wanted me, me, such as I am. And as from this moment, I decided to be most beautiful possible! "