Once upon a time, in a kingdom ruled by lions, a deadly disease spread amongst the peaceful denizens. Most of them fell ill and died, but those who were lucky to be alive had to flee the kingdom to seek refuge somewhere else. At that time, the queen of the kingdom had given birth to a beautiful baby daughter named Furaha. She feared for her safety, as the disease was spreading like wildfire around the kingdom. Things got worse when her husband developed terrible symptoms and died, so she had to do something - and fast!
She fled the kingdom carrying her daughter under her arms. She ran for a long time, until she was far away from the kingdom. She noticed a lovely little cottage deep in the country and left her baby on the doorstep, but while she ran away to seek refuge, she fell to her knees, coughed, vomited and died on the spot.
The baby was left alone and crying, but luckily she didn’t die or catch the disease. The door to the cottage opened and a small Trollan wizard named Orko peered out. He saw the poor babe crying and alone, and gently picked her up. “Aaaaawwww, are you alone, little guy? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” He noticed the babe’s name on the basket. “Furaha. Sounds like a good name. I think we’ll go by that name from now on.” Orko took the cub into his warm, cosy cottage.
He gave the baby a bath with lots of bubbles and even a rubber duck, fed her some milk and tucked her into his warm, cosy, soft bed, safe in the knowledge that she’ll never have to catch this stupid disease ever again. This was an adventure for him…
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