Once there was a king with a son who loved martial exercises. One night, the king had a dream that warned him his son would be killed by a lion. Fearing the dream might come true, he built a beautiful palace for his son, decorating its walls with life-sized pictures of various animals, including a lion.
When the young prince saw the lion painting, his frustration at being confined boiled over. Standing near the image, he exclaimed, “Oh, you most detestable of animals! Because of a mere dream my father had, I am shut up in this palace as if I were a girl. What can I do to you now?”
With these words, he reached out to a thorn tree, intending to cut a stick to beat the lion. But a sharp prickle pierced his finger, causing severe pain and inflammation. The young prince fainted and soon developed a violent fever, from which he died not many days late
