PRINCE ERIC.
Whether it was from the anxiousness to confirm if what his parents told him was true, or whether from the fact he was excited to meet his lover again and this time clearly state his feelings for her, the journey to Nezmae suddenly was longer than the previous day for Prince Eric. The scorching sun had added to his troubles, and soon, even his horse’s pace weakened from thirst. “Hia, hia!” he spurred his stallion and the animal released a loud snort and galloped on down the high way, until Nezmae came into view.
He galloped now into Nezmae and his heart skipped several beats at the sight before him, his parents were right, Nezmae was indeed raided last night!
“No!” he gasped, not wanting to believe the reality set before his eyes. Just yesterday he had visited this village a
