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Majesty, please do not get angry with poor Tina! I heard a noise… And got scared. Nothing happened, right?"
"Who is she speaking with?" Nastia looked back. There was no one else in the room. This girl takes her for the Queen...
- "I... fell from a stool- unexpectedly,” pronounced Nastia in the strange language, "excuse me. I just wanted to see.... I don't really know how I fell there. I don't really feel like myself today..."
Tina looked up in amazement.
- "They were saying that the Queen doesn't have much time left. Is this the Queens chambers?" continued Nastia, covered with red spots.
Tina became pale
- "Lord be with you, your Majesty! What are you saying?"
- "Excuse me," continued Nastia. "I truly, have no idea how I got here..."
Tina looked at Nastia widening her beautiful, light-blue eyes even further.
- "Are you feeling well, your Majesty? You weren't hurt when you fell?"
Having understood that the servant would never believe the story about her changing bodies, Nastia gave up.
- "I was hurt. I hit my head. I can't remember anything. You must excuse me. Who are you?"
Tina stepped back in horror. And waving her arms, she shouted,
- "Aveduk! Aveduk!"
Nastia became pale. She stepped back, awaiting the arrival of the terrifying Aveduk. But no one came. Tina tore off her cap. Her golden hair fell over her shoulders. Ripping the grass braid from her cap, the servant grabbed for a candelabra. Sparks flew, a thick, blue-gray mist wafted. Brandishing the braid as a censer, she walked around the room three times. Afterwards, she said the word "aveduk," and walked around Nastia, fumigating her with the acrid smoke. Nastia fell silent, and stood as still as a column.
Afterwards, Tina extinguished the grass by a strange method- by thrusting it back into the fire. The smoke stopped as if by magic. Tina once again bowed respectfully.
The "Queen,” exhausted from the strain, sat down on the bed. Her eyes swam with circles.
- "You need to rest, your Majesty," stammered Tina, "allow me to exit."
Nastia nodded silently. The girl disappeared behind the door.
Thoughts raced in Nastia's head, from one to the next. “What was that? Probably a crazy lady… How did I end up here? Where are the others? The only thing I can say with certainty is that I have been taken for a queen. Who seems to be called Yuma.”
Chapter 11 Groix
Princess Guria sat opposite the mirror. A massive golden wand- the symbol of her royal power, was laying across her knees. Guria was lifting it, pointing it into the emptiness, and setting it back down, changing her facial expression and pose at the same time. She was staring endlessly at her own reflection, as if rehearsing for a role in a silent movie. Guria's appearance was a surprising mixture from her Lemurian mother, and her sorcerer father. The fragile beauty of this flower competed in greatness with the strength of a panther.
Guria looked at the mirror for the 100th time. She threw the wand away. She smoothed back her black hair and yawned. "If only my father could discover theft this quickly..."
- "Guria!" came the voice of the King from behind the door. The princess jumped up and hid the wand under her clothes. Gorr flew into the room. He had a squat, swarthy, face, contorted by rage. He came right up to her and stared at his daughter from bottom to top. Guria smelled the familiar aroma of ritual incense.
- "Where is my wand?!"
- "How should I know, daddy," shrugged Guria, sitting down. She knew that her massive height infuriated Gorr.
- "Look me in the eyes!"
- "I prefer to keep my own thoughts to myself," frowned Guria, faking outrage.
The magic wand was under her dress, but her father couldn't find it. Does that mean her new spells are stronger than her father's? And
"Who is she speaking with?" Nastia looked back. There was no one else in the room. This girl takes her for the Queen...
- "I... fell from a stool- unexpectedly,” pronounced Nastia in the strange language, "excuse me. I just wanted to see.... I don't really know how I fell there. I don't really feel like myself today..."
Tina looked up in amazement.
- "They were saying that the Queen doesn't have much time left. Is this the Queens chambers?" continued Nastia, covered with red spots.
Tina became pale
- "Lord be with you, your Majesty! What are you saying?"
- "Excuse me," continued Nastia. "I truly, have no idea how I got here..."
Tina looked at Nastia widening her beautiful, light-blue eyes even further.
- "Are you feeling well, your Majesty? You weren't hurt when you fell?"
Having understood that the servant would never believe the story about her changing bodies, Nastia gave up.
- "I was hurt. I hit my head. I can't remember anything. You must excuse me. Who are you?"
Tina stepped back in horror. And waving her arms, she shouted,
- "Aveduk! Aveduk!"
Nastia became pale. She stepped back, awaiting the arrival of the terrifying Aveduk. But no one came. Tina tore off her cap. Her golden hair fell over her shoulders. Ripping the grass braid from her cap, the servant grabbed for a candelabra. Sparks flew, a thick, blue-gray mist wafted. Brandishing the braid as a censer, she walked around the room three times. Afterwards, she said the word "aveduk," and walked around Nastia, fumigating her with the acrid smoke. Nastia fell silent, and stood as still as a column.
Afterwards, Tina extinguished the grass by a strange method- by thrusting it back into the fire. The smoke stopped as if by magic. Tina once again bowed respectfully.
The "Queen,” exhausted from the strain, sat down on the bed. Her eyes swam with circles.
- "You need to rest, your Majesty," stammered Tina, "allow me to exit."
Nastia nodded silently. The girl disappeared behind the door.
Thoughts raced in Nastia's head, from one to the next. “What was that? Probably a crazy lady… How did I end up here? Where are the others? The only thing I can say with certainty is that I have been taken for a queen. Who seems to be called Yuma.”
Chapter 11 Groix
Princess Guria sat opposite the mirror. A massive golden wand- the symbol of her royal power, was laying across her knees. Guria was lifting it, pointing it into the emptiness, and setting it back down, changing her facial expression and pose at the same time. She was staring endlessly at her own reflection, as if rehearsing for a role in a silent movie. Guria's appearance was a surprising mixture from her Lemurian mother, and her sorcerer father. The fragile beauty of this flower competed in greatness with the strength of a panther.
Guria looked at the mirror for the 100th time. She threw the wand away. She smoothed back her black hair and yawned. "If only my father could discover theft this quickly..."
- "Guria!" came the voice of the King from behind the door. The princess jumped up and hid the wand under her clothes. Gorr flew into the room. He had a squat, swarthy, face, contorted by rage. He came right up to her and stared at his daughter from bottom to top. Guria smelled the familiar aroma of ritual incense.
- "Where is my wand?!"
- "How should I know, daddy," shrugged Guria, sitting down. She knew that her massive height infuriated Gorr.
- "Look me in the eyes!"
- "I prefer to keep my own thoughts to myself," frowned Guria, faking outrage.
The magic wand was under her dress, but her father couldn't find it. Does that mean her new spells are stronger than her father's? And
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