After about four hours of rowing in a rowboat, we reached a small island in the west of the third kingdom. The island was like the island of the second epic but larger and more developed. It was surrounded by walls with weapons on them and looked even more mysterious.
Thanks to Ronk, who had informed them in advance that he was coming, we had no trouble getting in. But when it came to me, I decided to go out on the island wearing a black cloak like in the old days. I didn't want to cause any trouble or tension until I found my mother.
People here seemed wary of outsiders but they not only recognized Ronk but respected him. They understood that I was Ronk's guest but didn't know who I was. No one had ever seen my face before. When I thought about what could be the worst that could happen, Ronk said that news from outside spread fast here.
