"My Lady, you know much more than you realise, but yes, we should fortify ourselves. You have not eaten, either. In our own land, I would eat the magical fruit. Here, I shall have make do with avocados," she answered with a chuckle, "~ or dragon fruit" she added mischievously.

As Maia wondered how a new-born dragon could know so much, there was a sound of running footsteps coming towards them.

What now?

With great anticipation, Maia watched the greenery around her, until a tow-haired boy emerged.

"Oh! It's you! I'm so glad that you are safe."

She didn't even know his name, but, before she could even ask, someone else emerged from the woodland.

This person she did not know, yet she half-recognised him, and, ironically, she did know his name.

She stood, curtsied, and said: "Prince Rouark, I presume?"
He was tall and handsome.

"Indeed, my lady."

As he gently took her hand, to kiss it, she had a feeling of deja vu.

"Have we met?" she asked, shyly?

"The secret of success is constancy to purpose" - Benjamin Disraeli.