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Lycaon looked around at the mountain. Indeed it was beautiful. And if he could, he would want to concour it too. He then looked at the sky. It was beautiful with colors that were melting. The sun was setting down. Soon next was going to approach.

"He send many soldiers." Lycaon's mind was back to the words of the old man.

"But they couldn't do so." He turned around and faced Lycaon. "And one day, he decided to come by himself."

The old man then sat on a stone. Lycaon went beside him and sat too.

"On that day, he saw your mother."

Now Lycaon understood. The way used to love mother. He liked her at the first sight.

"Did my mother liked him too?" Lycoan asked.

"No." The old man said.

Lycaon burst into a small laugh on hearing the answer. Ofcourse, who would love a man like him, he thought.

"But she agreed to marry him." The old said.

"To save him mountain?" Lycaon predicted.

"Indeed."