A crystal ball on an elegant silver stand flickers with mystery, the quiet rustle of a battered deck of cards in the hands of an old woman breaks the silence and makes you quiet in anticipation, and later, on a full moon, candles are lit at old mirrors, hoping to contact the afterlife.

All this, and not only - the little things from which the canvas of life of this mysterious and fascinating country is woven - Frol. On every street paved with purple stone, there is a spirit of mysticism, something otherworldly; and on almost every corner you can find a shop where you can tell fortunes for the future, for love, no matter..just for a handful of amethysts. However, no one claims that these are not charlatans. As soon as people realized that they could make money from predictions, they began to deceive people. So keep your eyes open.

"These charlatans from the purple country again," onlookers from other countries roll their eyes, and for example, the rich from the Golden Country, who are completely far from the world of secrets, because their thoughts are occupied with only one thing - money and investments in large projects, and not something unreal, like mysticism and magic.

"To see the future, right? I've always wondered how you do it. But still, what do you see?" the man opposite drawled thoughtfully, toying with the dangling jewelry from the outfit in which he was dressed to meet you, the fortune teller, periodically changing his position on his fringed velvet pillow.

The prince Lilaf is waiting, although only ten minutes have passed; he can't wait to find out the truth, to open the curtain of the future with your help, even though he tries to hide his impatience and interest. His purple eyes are constantly following your movements and changes in the crystal ball that you brought with you as a necessary inventory.

It seems that the prince wanted to know something specific.. But for some reason, He haven't called it out loud yet.