The evening of the banquet arrived, sparkling crystal chandeliers danced on the ceiling of the magnificent dining room. Soft music played, accompanying the laughter and chatter of the nobles present.
However, behind the luxury, in the kitchen room which was usually bustling with activity, a contrasting scene was presented.
All the servants, except Agatha, lined up neatly under the sharp gaze of the butler. They stood straight, nervous and full of questions.
This inspection was not an ordinary thing. Queen Alzena herself had ordered it. A few hours ago, while Queen Alzena was preparing for the banquet, she found something that made her suspicious. Behind her dressing mirror, hidden among bottles of expensive perfume and face cream, lay a small bottle of opaque glass.
"We are looking for this bottle," the butler hissed, holding up a small bottle that was exactly the same as the one the Queen had found. "The Queen found it near her dressing mirror. Who put it there?"