The General urged his horse-drawn carriage forward with an unwavering determination, his steely gaze fixed on the Palace looming in the distance. Swiftly maneuvering through the hidden shortcuts he had come to know so well, we ventured deep into the heart of the forest, where the forgotten trails lay undisturbed, as if untouched by human feet for an age.
As the carriage raced onward, I called out to the General, my voice trailing behind in the wind, seeking answers amidst the urgency of our mission.
"Does the king possess the elusive secret of the water of immortality, as you shared with me?"
With resolute certainty, the General responded, his words cutting through the air with clarity.
"Indeed, my young companion. For the king, by virtue of his regal lineage, has safeguarded this sacred formula for generations."
Curiosity still burning within me, I inquired further, my voice laden with intrigue.
