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Aurora: Well, how does it look?

Cumulus: Beautiful, Aurora. Now let’s get to the airport.

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Aurora: So, I’m some sort of magical heir?

Cumulus: Well, yes.

Aurora: And at any point I can make a wish in this well?

Cumulus: I would wait. My mother wouldn’t be happy if you just wasted a wish. It could curse our family.

Aurora: Wow. That’s a lot of responsibility. Why me?

Cumulus: Don’t ask me; my mother chose you to be heir. I doubt it will be that way in the future.

Aurora: Do I have to have a bunch of children?

Cumulus: Nope. Just one, if you want.

Aurora: This is a lot to take in.

Cumulus: Well, don’t worry about it for now. I want you to have fun in Windenburg,.

Aurora: Alright! Started! What is it now?

Cumulus: You’re always so eager. Calm down, and settle in, for I want to tell you a story.

Cumulus: Alright, now I want you to paint me.

Aurora: What? Why?

Cumulus: You’ll find out soon. Just start.

Cumulus: Aurora, what are you doing up at five AM?

Aurora: I don’t know. I’m excited, I guess.

Cumulus: I bet.

Cumulus: Well, you should start packing. Your flight leaves at ten AM tomorrow!

Aurora: Wait, what?

Aurora: Thank you so, so much!

Cumlus: No problem, sweetie.

Aurora: I still can’t believe this. Windenburg, one of the most beautiful places in the world! I’m bound to get something there!

Cumulus: That’s what we were thinking.