He looks interesting, but we didn't come all this way to stare at
Trolls. We have a job to do.
'We do not see the Princess. We move on. Quietly, not to waken the
Trolls, we slip among the boulders, peering into one cave after another.
The Trolls are all asleep-that's what we think.
N O S U C H L U C K!
'A pattering noise from behind us. It's different from a troll's snore.
Slowly we turn. We see no one. There it is again. Step by step, we
move toward the noise. It's coming from the other side of a pile of rocks
and boulders.
'Climbing close to the top of the rock pile, we peek through a space into
a clearing. There, right there, in the center of the clearing, is the Princess.
When we see her, and what she's doing, we know why the Trolls took
her away from the castle.
'The Princess is baking bread! That's right, BREAD! Surprised, aren't
you? Well, that's what she's doing, and there's no doubt about it. What
does that have to do with her being taken by the Trolls? Listen, and I
will tell you.
'Our Princess is famous, far and wide, for the delicious bread she bakes.
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