In the heart of the golden lands of the East, a legend was told of a woman whose eyes sparkled like emeralds. She was called the Eastern Emerald. It was said that in her youth, while exploring an abandoned cave, she had found an emerald stone inside an ancient temple whose dazzling green rays spoke of a mysterious power.
After finding that magical stone, the Eastern Emerald was summoned to the court of kings and her power and beauty captured hearts. Some believed that this precious stone gave her the ability to read minds and control the emotions of those around her. For this reason, she was sought after in the harems of kings and welcomed in the luxurious halls of Eastern palaces.
But the Eastern Emerald was a woman beyond the glamour of the courts. He knew well that true power lies in the heart of every man, not in the magic of stones and spells. Finally, on a night when a sandstorm darkened the desert sky, the Eastern Emerald fled the palace to find its destiny beyond the marble walls of the court. Since then, only a whisper of her presence remained in distant cities; a whisper that sometimes the sound of her laughter could be heard in the night markets and the reflection of the emerald glow in her eyes still shone in the heart of the endless deserts.