… The room at the end of the long corridor was empty save for one picture.
The picture hung on the wall directly opposite the door.
When the door was opened it was immediately seen.
The picture showed the likeness of a young and beautiful maiden.
It was so exquisitely painted that it looked like the maiden lived, and breathed, and moved.
“Who is she?” said the young king upon entering the room at the end of the long corridor.
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