Once, quite a long time ago in a village in the foothills of the Carpathian Mountains of Romania there lived a metalsmith named Aaron. Aaron was said to be the best metalsmith in Europe, his work competing even with the exquisite metal workings of China and India.
Aaron had made swords for generals and jewelry for empresses, but still he was not happy. He never stayed long in one place, for the other metalsmiths in the area would soon become angry because they lost potential customers to him. So, whenever the other metalsmiths would become annoyed by his being there, Aaron would move to a new town.
Aaron had recently moved to this remote town in the mountains, knowing very little about this place aside from the fact that the old king and his family lived in a palace there during the summer.
One day Aaron was walking into the palace to deliver a sword commissioned by the king. As he approached the palace gates he noticed the king's son, Prince