Famoura, Princess Marie, and Princess Catherine reach their chamber.
Princess Catherine: "You looked really beautiful today."
Princess Marie: "No, that's what I was going to say. You looked absolutely stunning."
Famoura: "At least talk about me sometimes too… even if it's a lie."
Princess Marie and Princess Catherine: "Awww, our Famoura!"
Both of them hug her tightly.
Famoura: "Okay, okay, that's enough. I didn't eat properly earlier… can I get something to eat now?"
Princess Catherine: "That's your fault. Food was right there — why didn't you eat?"
Princess Marie: "She's still young. She'll eat when she wants to."
Princess Catherine: "And this is your punishment! No food for you. Just because you're a royal doesn't mean you can do anything you want!"
Princess Marie: "Oh come on, stop it now."
She takes Famoura by the hand to get her some food.
Princess Catherine: "You've spoiled her too much!"
Princess Marie: "To be honest… I'm hungry too."
Famoura and Princess Marie laugh and head downstairs.
Famoura: "Bread and milk are enough for me."
Princess Marie: "Same for me."
The two sit and begin eating together, giggling as they eat.
Famoura: "Did you notice Minister William's pocket was half torn? Do you know why?"
Princess Marie: "How?"
Famoura: "I saw him getting beaten by his wife before the function."
Both burst into laughter.
Famoura: "Well… he deserved it."
Princess Marie: "Alright, if you're done eating, it's time to sleep."
Famoura: "I want to go to the Queen's Chamber. I mean… I just want to look."
Princess Marie: "Lower your voice, girl! One day you'll be the death of me."
Famoura: "There's no one here. We should take advantage of that, right?"
Princess Marie: "No. I can't take you there. Stay away from such things — it's better for you."
Famoura: "Please, Marie. I want to see my grandmother's spirit too."
Princess Marie: "I said no. NO means no."
Famoura: "Please, my sweet mom…"
Princess Marie: "Fine."
Famoura: "YES!"
Princess Marie: "But only on one condition."
Famoura: "What?"
Princess Marie: "You will not ask any questions there. And when I tell you to get out — you step out immediately."
Famoura: "Alright, promise."
Both of them walk toward the Queen's Chamber.
Princess Marie: "Look here… this main door has been sealed with cement. That's why we must enter from the back."
Famoura: "Alright, let's go."
They move to the back of the chamber.
Princess Marie: "Push this bookshelf."
Working together, they slide the heavy bookshelf aside.
Famoura: "Oh! There's another door behind it. Interesting…"
Princess Marie: "Someone was here recently. Look—there's a torn piece of someone's sock on the floor."
Famoura quietly picks up the fabric and slips it into her cloak.
Princess Marie: "Let's go inside."
Famoura: "There are such huge portraits here…"
Princess Marie: "Famoura… look at this."
Famoura: "I'm in all of these paintings with you. I really feel special."
Princess Marie: "You are special to me."
Famoura: "There's so much gold here… why doesn't anyone steal it?"
Princess Marie: "Because it's cursed gold."
Famoura: "Cursed? Because it belonged to that cursed woman?"
Princess Marie: "Maybe… yes."
Famoura: "Amazing. And why is this giant book-shaped cabinet completely empty inside?"
Princess Marie: "Because it once held the Crimson."
Famoura: "Crimson? What exactly is Crimson?"
Princess Marie: "Crimson means a deep red colour. But the Crimson Book is unique — its pages were made of red fabric, and all the writing was stitched in maroon thread. You can only read it under light.
It contains actions, spells, and even the map to where half of the world's gold is hidden.
And most importantly… Crimson was your grandmother's wedding gift from her father.
People say when she was burned… she burned with the Crimson so no one else could reach it."
Famoura: "But if she had so much gold… why would she steal the village's gold?"
Princess Marie: "I told you — no questions."
Famoura: "I'm not asking… I'm telling."
Princess Marie: "Sometimes greed swallows a person. It makes even the strongest weak."
Famoura: "Hey, look! 'Famoura' is written here!"
Just then, they hear Prince Charles shouting.
Prince Charles: "Marie! Marie!"
Princess Marie: "We have to leave. Right now."
Famoura: "Yes! Put everything back quickly."
They shove the bookshelf back in place and hurry out.
As they try to return to where they were standing—
Prince Charles: "Hey! Where are you two going?"
Famoura: "To eat bread."
Princess Marie: "Why did you come back?"
Prince Charles: "I just realised… it's not safe for all of you to stay here. There could be an attack anytime."
Famoura looks at Prince Charles from head to toe…
Her eyes drop to his socks.
Her heart stops for a moment.
The same torn sock.
The same missing piece…
…the same piece in Famoura's pocket.
Prince Charles quickly adjusts his coat to hide it.
He turns to Princess Marie:
Prince Charles: "Come, darling. Let's sleep. It's late — you must be tired."
Princess Marie leaves with him.
Famoura stands frozen, her mind racing.
But why was 'Famoura' written on a forty-year-old plank?