Zayden got to his feet and picked up the arrow. “Come on, boy!” he said to Haru, and the two set off until they cleared the forest and were within sight of the turrets of the palace. The prince felt very excited. Surely a great adventure with the sword—the special sword named Neerwana—lay ahead of him.
Yes, and as he and Haru approached the palace there was the tree with the sword and shield embedded in it. He noticed there were also two other figures there, which he made out to be Carswell and Dr Asurus. He ran up quite out of breath with the wolf panting behind him.
“So, here is our hero!” said the doctor with a smile.
“Hero?” panted Zayden.
“Yes, I hear you have a mission.”
“Who told you?”
“You don’t think you are the only one the prophet talks to, do you?” asked the doctor, adjus
