towards the Little river, but the stream of light seemed to be an illusion for her, and then it disappeared again. "Madam, it's windy out here. Let's not stand here. If we get cold, Your Majesty will blame us." The Queen nodded her head slightly, but could not help turning round. The boat was ready in the rough water, and there was no time for her to think. When she got on the ship, she wanted to lean on the railing of the deck to have a look, but the maid was so frightened that she...
