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Samir fell to his knees before Kriida.
- "I broke the Memory Ray, Kriida! I am ready to undergo punishment!"
- "You can stand, Samir," the elder gave him her hand, "who exactly?"
- "Queen Yuma."
- "It's nothing to worry about," interrupted the Teacher, "Nastia's a strong girl, she can take it."
- "She's kept her consciousness!"
- "Yes, but I think she will manage," said Kriida. "In any case, we can only wait. Thank God that the others don't suspect anything. They will simply live through that month just as they lived it in the past. Neither Guria, nor Tamil and Greta, nor Aleur will remember a thing. I don't think Nastia will be able to recognize them.
And Kriida gave the sign for the Council to end.
Chapter 9. Queen Yuma
Nervously pacing the Queen's bedchamber, Nastia thought frantically. "Lemuria... The land of the giants. Samir did say that they'd chosen objects from Lemuria... But that's impossible!... And nonetheless, I'm here. I didn't just fall into the past. I'm different. So... Samir returned me to a past life? I chose an object from a past life and landed in Lemuria? I was once a queen? It can't be!"
Nastia walked up to the mirror once again... and saw the same beautiful lady.
"Unthinkable! If I'm to assume that this is all really happening, there's still one thing. If I was once Queen Yuma, then why don't I remember that? The only thing I remember is the language."
A knock was once again heard at the door.
- "Enter!!”
- "Your Majesty!” Tina bowed. She had already gone out and gotten a new grass braid and attached it to her cap. - "Your majesty! Your brother, prince Doro requests an audience with you." "What should I wear?" "Which dress would please you to wear?"
- "Well, what do you think?"
- "The blue lace one, of course, your majesty! It suits your eyes so well!"
- "The lace one, that's right! Where is it?"
The servant opened a door in the wall next to the bed. Not a minute later, a dress and shoes had appeared before the "queen." Tina bowed her head.
- "Listen, Tina, stop bowing all the time! And stop all this 'your majesty' stuff!" pleaded Nastia.
- "How would you like to be called, your Majesty?"
- "Well... by my name of course."
- "I'm afraid that is impossible, your Majesty," quivered Tina's voice, "I cannot call you by your name. Only members of the royal family can do that!"
Nastia sighed.
- "Alright. Call me what you normally call me. But stop bowing."
Tina crouched in a bow.
- "Very well, your Majesty. Only, you too, don't be angry, but I would like you to call me 'servant' instead of Tina, like before."
With Tina's help, Nastia wriggled into the pale-blue lace dress. There were small circular mirrors along the seam, just like Tina had, only every little mirror was encircled with pearls. An herb bag with unknown contents hung on her belt. On top of it all, Tina took the crystal flask from the side table, scooped something dark blue out of it, and drew a symbol, a triangle, enclosed in a circle on her chest, between her collarbones. Nastia sat silently, not questioning a thing. After all that, the strange Tina lit the grass braid again.
Tina gave Nastia a silver crown with a large transparent-blue stone in the center.
Nastia involuntarily admired herself.
The door opened, and a ten or eleven year old boy ran into the room.
- "Yuma!"
The boy threw himself at Nastia and hugged her.
- "Hi, Doro!" said Nastia, overcoming her shyness, and patting the boy on the head, having guessed that it was her brother, the Prince.
It must be! He looked as much like his sister as two drops of water look like each other, only his hair was lighter and flowing with beautiful curls. His head was tied with a silver ribbon. He had a little bag on his belt, just like the
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Samir fell to his knees before Kriida.
- "I broke the Memory Ray, Kriida! I am ready to undergo punishment!"
- "You can stand, Samir," the elder gave him her hand, "who exactly?"
- "Queen Yuma."
- "It's nothing to worry about," interrupted the Teacher, "Nastia's a strong girl, she can take it."
- "She's kept her consciousness!"
- "Yes, but I think she will manage," said Kriida. "In any case, we can only wait. Thank God that the others don't suspect anything. They will simply live through that month just as they lived it in the past. Neither Guria, nor Tamil and Greta, nor Aleur will remember a thing. I don't think Nastia will be able to recognize them.
And Kriida gave the sign for the Council to end.
Chapter 9. Queen Yuma
Nervously pacing the Queen's bedchamber, Nastia thought frantically. "Lemuria... The land of the giants. Samir did say that they'd chosen objects from Lemuria... But that's impossible!... And nonetheless, I'm here. I didn't just fall into the past. I'm different. So... Samir returned me to a past life? I chose an object from a past life and landed in Lemuria? I was once a queen? It can't be!"
Nastia walked up to the mirror once again... and saw the same beautiful lady.
"Unthinkable! If I'm to assume that this is all really happening, there's still one thing. If I was once Queen Yuma, then why don't I remember that? The only thing I remember is the language."
A knock was once again heard at the door.
- "Enter!!”
- "Your Majesty!” Tina bowed. She had already gone out and gotten a new grass braid and attached it to her cap. - "Your majesty! Your brother, prince Doro requests an audience with you." "What should I wear?" "Which dress would please you to wear?"
- "Well, what do you think?"
- "The blue lace one, of course, your majesty! It suits your eyes so well!"
- "The lace one, that's right! Where is it?"
The servant opened a door in the wall next to the bed. Not a minute later, a dress and shoes had appeared before the "queen." Tina bowed her head.
- "Listen, Tina, stop bowing all the time! And stop all this 'your majesty' stuff!" pleaded Nastia.
- "How would you like to be called, your Majesty?"
- "Well... by my name of course."
- "I'm afraid that is impossible, your Majesty," quivered Tina's voice, "I cannot call you by your name. Only members of the royal family can do that!"
Nastia sighed.
- "Alright. Call me what you normally call me. But stop bowing."
Tina crouched in a bow.
- "Very well, your Majesty. Only, you too, don't be angry, but I would like you to call me 'servant' instead of Tina, like before."
With Tina's help, Nastia wriggled into the pale-blue lace dress. There were small circular mirrors along the seam, just like Tina had, only every little mirror was encircled with pearls. An herb bag with unknown contents hung on her belt. On top of it all, Tina took the crystal flask from the side table, scooped something dark blue out of it, and drew a symbol, a triangle, enclosed in a circle on her chest, between her collarbones. Nastia sat silently, not questioning a thing. After all that, the strange Tina lit the grass braid again.
Tina gave Nastia a silver crown with a large transparent-blue stone in the center.
Nastia involuntarily admired herself.
The door opened, and a ten or eleven year old boy ran into the room.
- "Yuma!"
The boy threw himself at Nastia and hugged her.
- "Hi, Doro!" said Nastia, overcoming her shyness, and patting the boy on the head, having guessed that it was her brother, the Prince.
It must be! He looked as much like his sister as two drops of water look like each other, only his hair was lighter and flowing with beautiful curls. His head was tied with a silver ribbon. He had a little bag on his belt, just like the
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