Brie was wiping the mirror with wet tissues when Ivana appeared by the door."Hi, Brie! Sorry, I overslept. What's up?""Dad called at five in the morning. He said something about crows." Brie stopped to drink water from the bottle."Crows?"

"Where is Waling?" Ram roared after he visited the cell of his favorite concubine."D-d-dead, master!" The guard stood shaking."Dead?" Ram's voice softened as though in grief. "And Finny? Her daughter?""D-d-dead, too! M-m-master!"

Dusk had fallen and still Orlando's girls were fast asleep. He had explored the whole house. Nothing appealed to him. He had all the interesting things inside his room.Orlando peeped again in the next room. Ivana and Brie were on the same position. His glance hovered on the large and ancient-looking mirror. The life-sized and mural painting of a forest also caught his attention."They are both glowing!" he exclaimed to himself. The mirror was pinkish and the p

"Could be." Vino was rubbing the side of his jaw. He was deep in thought."By the way, Olga--or the likeness of Olga--was taken hostage of the Golden Strands!" Orlando had shown consideration to Brie's tender ears. He did not tell them about the scene of debauchery."Let me touch your forehead, sir," Vino requested suddenly.

Ivana and Brie stayed in their rooms with their partners that night.Ivana was nestled against Zac while they looked on the painting with renewed interest."It glows green light!" Zac whispered in fascination."Because it is still enchanted," was Ivana's explanation.