It seemed that even Paige's parents had come back from the vacation because the woman who was giving orders to the servants, was doing pretty authoritatively. The room was filled with the scent of flowers and through the slit in the drapes, Siora looked at the way the table was set up.
Suddenly, she heard footsteps coming closer to her. Due to all the anxiety and all the magic that was stuffing inside her, Siora was sweating even though it was extremely cold.
It was Paige who came near the drapes and tugged them. "These drapes are so old fashioned," she said. "Don't we have something new?"
"Paige!" her mother called her. Paige's hand stopped on the drapes and Siora stopped breathing. "We need more sconces for the room. The weather is so dark that it looks as if it is night already! Take these keys and get more sconces for them to burn in the banquet hall and the entry path.
