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The pair rode swiftly through the pathless forest, for Wilhelm and Asphodel knew the way. When they arrived at the old cathedral they found the maiden Fiamette impatiently rearranging the flowers in her basket. "We have waited long enough, Grandfather Beraht," she said to the wizened old man. "The market is already opened!"
"Fiamette is right," said the woodsman Jaegar. "This is the final day of the festival. Everyone will be more generous with their purse."
"That is the reason," said the wizened old man, as he gestured with his staff toward the trees where Wilhelm and Petrit emerged. "I knew that I sensed trouble this morning!" the old man exclaimed.
