In a land of desert sands and oasis kingdoms lived an emperor of many riches, his most prized of which were his golden apples which he grew for his people, but even so, their prosperity seemed to plummet and no one could understand why. One morning, the emperor went to his orchard and noticed that there were several apple cores littering the ground; he went into an uproar and started to panic; he ran back to his temple to consult his royal guard on the matter. The guard consisted of his two sons, the princes of the empire and his adopted daughter who served him as a warrior, even if she would never have rights to his land or temple.
“There is something coming at night to eat my golden apples,” the emperor told them, “If there are less apples then the people may starve!”
“I will find out what has been eating your apples and kill it!” said the oldest prince. So he left for the orchard and stayed there for one whol