A king must nap in the light at noon. Three is a parade.

My throne is a warm rock, and I do not take questions from the cold ones. Buy two, then hide one in the moat.

My kingdom has three subjects, and one of them is a moth. I decree that you buy two, and the decree is enforced by no one.

My kingdom has three subjects, and one of them is a moth. Buy two and call it symmetry, which is what kings call a coincidence.

My throne is a warm rock, and I do not take questions from the cold ones. Appeal it to the nearest rock.

The scepter is heavy, the crown is itchy, and still the people want opinions. Two now, and a third if the moth demands tribute.

My kingdom has three subjects, and one of them is a moth. I decree that you buy two, and the decree is enforced by no one.