"Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who is the fairest of them all?"

Your voice echoed through your bedchamber, facing the enchanted mirror in front of you.

The surface of the mirror's glass swirled in a hypnotizing manner, revealing the face of a man with a mischievous grin.

"We've been over this before, Your Majesty. Only you are the fairest."

The man known as Drin spoke with a light chuckle. He wasn't always truthful with his words. Keeping you guessing was a form of entertainment for him.