Joringel dreamed that he found me growing in a meadow with a large pearl at the center of my blossom. He picked me, carried me to an enchanted castle, and everything I touched was freed, including his true love.
It is a good thing that Joringel listens to his dreams. He trusts what he sees when he’s dreaming.
When he woke, he sought me over hill and dale, and, after nine days, he found me.