(This part was written by @PimpMayo69 and xXKitten101Xx)

But do not fret! 

 A wizard approaches you, with wise words and phrases at that! He asked you a question, but you're unable to answer. 

 What is left of your kingdom, is just cold and barren. The wizard can help, but you have to change your ways... "Never be late" he says with a flick of his staff and a tip to the brim of his hat. But you do not answer, pride gets in the way of your mind. 

 "If you want to be a good ruler, then learn to adapt. I will help if you get this special flower; but heed my words child, if you are late... you'll never be able to gain your honor. Instead, you'll be alone, in an empty kingdom."

Will your pride and arrogance get in the way? 

 Will you do the wizards bidding?

"Give me till morrow to decide, for a decision as such shall not be made instantaneously." The words spiral out of your mouth uncontrollably.

The wizards eyes gleam with disbelief, "you say? Prithee, don't lie to me young fool!"

You, the king of lateness, repeat what you said, "Give me till morrow to decide, fo-""Young child, do you know how my age deceives me? I look to be a hundred, yet I have live millions of lifetimes! I know when you plan to leave be"

Pride flashes in your eyes, "fine" You whisper in the dead of winter, "you speak of me like I'm a fool, I will do it. I Will find your precious flower" "Then I shall take my leave, and be back next year. For the herb blooms in the summers night, at the highest peak on the tallest mountain" The wizard said to you, the young foolish prideful king, 

"If you need my utmost help, call for me"

"What is your name, for you hath not speak of it"

"Name? Poppycock! I do not need such a thing as unnecessary as that"

"Why d-"

"But if you must, call me by Leopold. Leopold the wise. I hope next time I see you, you have learned from what you are now"

And with that, he walked away before the wind rushed in a loud gust... he was gone, with the wind.