And the king made an army too, and there was a great battle; and the savage people were the strongest, and they killed nearly all the king's brave men, and the king himself was terribly hurt in the fight.

And at last, when night came on, there were left only the king and one of his friends--his knights, as they were called.

The king was hurt so much that he could not move, and his friend thought he was dying.

They were left alone in a rocky desert place, and close by there was a great lake with mountains round it--like this, Olly.

It was very cold, and the moon was shining, and the king lay so still that once or twice his friend almost thought that he was dead.