Don Quixote is dead.

Altisidora had hoped that when the crazy old man had died, her Duke and Duchess’s obsession with him would have finally passed. But no, they needed one last hurrah with Don Quixote de la Mancha. She was charged with sending their sympathetic regards to his surviving niece, his faithful squire Sancho Panza, and the woman who he dedicated all his knightly exploits to, the beautiful Dulcinea del Toboso.

But instead of finding a humble niece consumed with grief, a bumbling and easily dazzled squire, and a fair, delicate maiden, Altisidora found a reality was a far cry from the stories told about the aged knight. This most especially applied to Dulcinea del Toboso, who did not appreciate the spectacle that the old man made of her. She never asked to become known far and wide as a great beauty. She never asked to be one of Don Quixote's windmills.

In the end, Altisidora didn't find what she had expected in La Mancha, put perhaps she did find what her heart had been looking for all along