Woe is me! my grandson is my heir, since all my sons have died... At least I still have my wife, my beloved queen.
There once was a grand kingdom, where a just king lived. He had 4 sons, but they had all died in war.
Shortly after the previous queen's' death
Woe is me! I have to remarry for the better of this kingdom.
After marrying the new queen, the king fell sick and succumbed to a fever. It was rumored that his wife was a witch and had bewitched him, although the king tried to make sure the blame didn't rest on his recent queen. Leaving the control of the kingdom to the queen until his grandson could be king, he departed his earthly life. It was a surprise that the new queen actually had a decent reign.
The prince, not wanting to marry his grandmother, ran away with a farmer's daughter.
The prince hadn't actually slept! He woke up during the night and killed his "lover!"