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Wilhelm had been born at the far end of the world, in a tiny kingdom called Helmbarte. He had been chosen for this task because of his pure heart. He had sworn an oath to carry out his duty, even to his death.
The young man was now in a dreary swampland far from the land he knew, with farther still to travel before they reached the town of Redgate and his task would be at an end. The thought of his oath grew heavier with each passing mile, for Wilhelm held in his heart a terrible secret. He was in love with Mirabel.
Her beauty captivated him, and her voice enchanted him. All of the young men of Helmbarte had sought her hand. But the maiden had been chosen for another fate. Wilhelm dreaded the hour when they would reach the end of their journey, for he would never see Mirabel again.
The Dragon Lord would have her.
