Rumpelstiltskin revisited - A modern tale...

It was the end of the three days given to the Queen to guess his name. The little conman presented himself to the Queen's apartments.
'Come on, I don't have all night. Guess my name or surrender the child', he said, swaggering into the room.
The Queen, confident she knew his name played little games of ignorance. But when she saw he was loosing patience, she cried triumphantly: 'Rumpelstiltskin'.
The little man grinned, sighed and shook his head:'So easily deceived, my Queen, haven't you heard I changed my name by deed poll?''
On this, he grabbed her child and disappeared.