Alchemy is the art of staring at things until they change, and I stare very well. Appeal it to the nearest rock.

A king must nap in the light at noon. I decree that you buy two, and the decree is enforced by no one.

I decree that the sun is too far away, and I will be filing a complaint with the sky. Three is a parade.

A crown is only a hat with ideas above its station. Buy two cases: one to rule, one to be ruled by.

By royal decree, Tuesdays are now Wednesdays, and nobody has the nerve to check. Buy two, then hide one in the moat.

By royal decree, Tuesdays are now Wednesdays, and nobody has the nerve to check. Appeal it to the nearest rock.

I have a thousand scales and not one of them is shy about it. Buy two cases: one to rule, one to be ruled by.

Turning lead into gold is a lovely idea. Buy two, then hide one in the moat.