Husband say no more about it but go and try i will be

"Husband, say no more about it, but go and try! I will be king." So
the man went away quite sorrowful to think that his wife should
want to be king. This time the sea looked a dark grey colour, and was overspread with curling
waves and the ridges of foam and he cried out for the fish.
"Well, what would she have now?" Said the fish.
"My wife wants to be king," said the poor man.
"Go home. She is king already." said the fish.
Then the fisherman went home; and as he came close to the palace
he saw a troop of soldiers, and heard the sound of drums and

trumpets. When he went in, he saw his wife sitting on a throne of gold and diamonds, with a
golden crown upon her head; and on each side of her stood six fair maidens, each a head taller
than the other.
"Well, wife, are you king?" said the fisherman.
"Yes, I am king." And when he had looked at her for a long time, he said, "Ah, wife! what a fine
thing it is to be king! Now we shall never have anything more to wish for as long as we live."
"I don’t know how that may be. Never is a long time. I am king, it is true; but I am starting to
grow tired of that, and I think I should like to be emperor."
“Why should you wish to be emperor?" Said the fisherman. "Husband, go to the fish! I say I will
be emperor." she said.
"Ah, wife! The fish cannot make an emperor, I am sure, and I should not like to ask him for such
a thing." Replied the fisherman.
"I am king, and you are my slave - so go at once!" said Isabell. So the fisherman was forced to
go; and he muttered as he went along, "This will come to no good, it is too much to ask; the fish
will be tired at last, and then we shall be sorry for what we have done." He soon came to the
seashore; and the water was quite black and muddy, and a mighty whirlwind blew over the
waves and rolled them about, but he went as near as he could to the water’s brink, and called out
for the fish.
"What would she have now?" Said the fish. "Ah! She wants to be emperor." said the fisherman.
"Go home, she is emperor already." said the fish. So he went home again, and as he came near he
saw his wife Isabell sitting on a very lofty throne made of solid gold, with a great crown on her