A bedtime story, say the dwarves. The centaurs call it something uglier: the vile lies of the Empire. The only possible witness is a statue made flesh. And months of searching revealed not a single trace. Yet somebody went to great lengths to conceal a map …
Maps have to lead somewhere, don’t they? And the terrible price paid for it can’t have been in vain … can it?
Find out the truth about … the Realm of the Silver Princess!
Parklife is back! Beware the dread gazebo!
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