A young maid was attentively brushing Queen Lorelia's long, silver-white hair as she sat elegantly in front of the giant mirror of her room. Like always, she was keenly monitoring her beautiful self in her mirror reflection, but her eyebrows were a little furrowed.
Holding a solemn look on her small oval face, she seemed to be contemplating something that must be bothering deep inside her mind. Another young maid was seated below at her feet and was rubbing some herbal medicinal oil on her sole. She didn't utter a word but both the maids had nervous expressions on their faces as if they could sense a serious ambiance.
At that moment, a few knocks fell on the giant door of her room which quickly diverted her attention. When she gave the permission to come inside, another young maid, almost in her early teens walked inside, bearing a grimacing face.
