(narrating)I seemed to ride for hours as the countryside flew by at an amazing speed. Near dawn, I stopped in a seashore village and the people gave me directions to the nearest monastery: Chateau Du San Ursula. I thanked them profusely and climbed back astride my horse. By nightfall, I had arrived at the monastery.

(shyly)it’s nice to meet you. My name is Isabella Cronqvist.

(narrating) as I neared the edge of the family property they appeared: six sorcerers in black cloaks