I have a thousand scales and not one of them is shy about it. Buy two and call it symmetry, which is what kings call a coincidence.

A king must nap in the light at noon. Even a king keeps a spare for the spare crown.

Alchemy is the art of staring at things until they change, and I stare very well. Buy two bottles: one to rule, one to be ruled by.

Turning lead into gold is a lovely idea. I decree that you buy two, and the decree is enforced by no one.

By royal decree, Tuesdays are now Wednesdays, and nobody has the nerve to check. Three is a parade.

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.

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

My throne is a warm rock, and I do not take questions from the cold ones. Two now, and a third if the moth demands tribute.