He led her back to his palace, and for many years they governed the beautiful land together.

All of the five sons which his wife bore to him, came into the world with the grey lock.

They all grew to be brave men and loyal subjects of their father, whom they served faithfully in war, holding fraternally together and greatly enlarging the boundaries of his dukedom by their prowess.
A long time passed and generation after generation of the descendants of the worthy Sir Wendelin followed one another.

The first-born son always bore the name of the progenitor of the family, and the fairy Clementine always appeared at the baptism.

No one ever saw her; but a gentle tinkling through the palace betrayed her presence, and when that ceased, the grey lock on the infant's temple was always found to have twisted itself into a curl.
At the end of five hundred years, Wendelin XV.