When the King's ship hit the rocks, the king and his jester were flung clear and landed safely on a beach of golden sand. Unfortunately the rest of the crew and passengers perished. After a short while, the two survivors realised that they were on a smallish island. The king, a real ladies man, sent his jester out to scour the island for females. He went to the north of the island and returned to his king to report, "Nothing there my liege." The king sent the jester out again to search the west and south of the island. Again, he came back with negative results. By the end of the month, the king was at his wit's end.