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“Thank you, my king,” the healer said and then clears his throat to continue. “Tales of the ghoul circulated throughout my childhood. In fact, the Arabic ghoul may stem from gallu, the name of an Akkadian demon in ancient Mesopotamian mythology. The Arabic would say, the ghouls were vile tricksters and ravenous flesh-eaters. They kidnapped victims and lured lustful men to their doom by taking the guise of beautiful women. Sometimes they even snuck into storerooms and munched on dates. Although ghouls were sometimes associated with scavenging hyenas and…” “My king, the horses are ready,” one of the guards said as he walks in. The healers glared at the guard for interrupting him but there was nothing he could do. The king stared at the healer with a smiling face, “We need to go now. You m