"And did the king agree to this kind of treatment?"

"I should like to see an end to the war," the King agreed.

The King now agreed to this, and they went abroad.

The king may not agree, but the people will force his hand.

The king and the archbishop, indeed, had agreed upon this between themselves.

In time, the king agreed, but gave him the worst horse.

The king readily agreed and asked for the rice to be brought.

And the king fully agreed with his cabinet on this point.

The king agrees, and magic becomes an art again, rather than a trade.

You cannot imagine that the King will ever agree to let me go.