On his steed, the beautiful prince rode in haste, to find the Forest of Lies without waste. He rode for awhile, for days on end, until he came to a foreign land. “Excuse me, sir. Might you lend me a hand?” He asked this of an old, silver-haired but somewhat well-built man. “Yes, of course. Ask away, lad.” Deep inside, the prince was quite touched – at the fact that he had been called a lad. After all, as you may be well aware, he was always being mistaken for a lady with his feminine face and skin so fair. “Can you tell me anything about the Forest of Lies?” “Oh, it is known to all, but to travel there would be unwise.” “I fully understand that monsters may lurk inside, but sir, if you would please tell me where to go, for I have to find my would-be bride.” “Well, now that is a different matter altogether. Fine then, young man. To the tavern, let us step inside.” And so, the two chatted for a while and before long, morning had given way to the night. “I see