Arun used the legendary sword to break through the wooden drawbridge and enter the castle and the wizard watched. Arun climbed great stone steps and crept across great dark chambers while the specters watched in the shadows and the wizard was intrigued. He rose from floor to floor and hallway to hallway in search of the little princess while the specters mumbled to themselves and the wizard allowed him, for the boy’s bravery fascinated the old wizard.
Arun broke through the lock that sealed the door to the princess’ tower while the specters circled in every shadowed corner of the chamber and the wizard watched with great curiosity. There she sat, the little thing, the princess of the southern realm. She smiled when she saw Arun, for she saw that he was brave.
‘Are you here to save me? Are you here to take me back to my father? And yes you are. But you are so small and so young to be a mighty hero, yet you carry the legendary sword. What is your name?’ The princess asked.
Arun put down the mighty sword. ‘My name is Arun and I am a Page of the king’s court. I am your hero and I am here to rescue you.’ Arun said heroically.
Up the dark and winding stone stair and through great halls, Arun the Page and the little Princess crept. The specters followed. The wizard noted the bravery in the Page. Along long hallways and narrow passages Arun led the princess and down, down the stone steps towards the break in the drawbridge of the castle that he had made.
Around the final corner Arun led her. They looked for the break in the drawbridge to make their escape, where the princess put her hands at her mouth in terror. Arun unsheathed the great sword, for there at the break in the drawbridge stood the mighty wizard himself and his servants with him, their glowing eyes and ancient swords and battle armor shining in the darkness.
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