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In the passage of 12 full moon, Princess Layla traveled along the forest hidden from sight, her only companion Lucy, the Great Black Steed. But as much as she loved her steed, she felt quite lonesome.. Fear gripped her heart with each passing day and now she was running out of money. To further complicate matters, her journey was leading her to the flat plains of Prydain. Now she would not be able to sleep in the forest which had become her cloak and blanket.

Princess Layla finally reached her destination, Prydain. It was said to be filled with celestial beings who could communicate with the gods, but as Princess Layla approached the town, it seemed desolate and abandoned. Yet in some strange form of the word, it was peaceful and calming. She looked around but could not see a single soul. Just when she had made the choice to explorer the run down, rutty houses, a figure in black standing by one of the houses pointed to something in the distance. Following the extended finger, Princess Layla spied something that resembled a house off in the distance. "What...", she tried to ask, but the words died on her lips because at that exact moment the owner of the finger slammed the door shut. The sudden outburst almost knocked the wind out of princess Layla and caused her to bite her tongue. "Maledizione! That was rude! sheesh." Deciding she looked ridiculous standing there yelling at nobody, Princess Layla set off to the house in the distance hoping against all hope the person she was looking for resided there.

The princess traveled for a good half-hour before coming to a grand temple with the inscription: Temple of heaven. An old woman came out and guided her to one of the rooms. Princess Layla was instructed to seat and served green tea. She took a sip of the tea, forcefully swallowing the bitter concoction. She could not afford to insult this woman who if Princess Layla played her cards right, might become her savior. "Princess Layla, daughter of King Philip the Great of Wells, what brings your kind to my humble abode?" Asked the old woman.
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