He is crestfallen, not finding anyone inside there.
He remembers the girl who guided his boat to anchor on the right spot. She might have some clues about his quest.
He sees her helping the locals with their daily chores.
“If you’re hungry, there’s enough food for everyone.”
“I’m looking for a princess who was locked in the alcazar.”
“Oh! She found her way out and has developed a life for herself. You are too late.”
Written for Weekend Writing Prompt #273