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Medea and not for their well-known fearless sister.
    A woman in flaming red dress walked onto the stage. The corset was so closely tied together that she could hardly get air. Despite the great distance Heera clearly saw that the lady had far exceeded the marriageable age. On her head she wore a wig in brilliant white. Prince Lean followed every step, without batting an eye. The woman answered the questions of the Queen, before she started to sing an aria. It was horrible. Her voice was loud, but shrill. She did hurt their ears. But the prince seemed very happy. Heera realized that he made fun of the candidate, but in a very subtle way. The lady took his laughter presumably as jubilation, more disappointed she was when the Queen sent her back from the stage. she was downright angry and tore the wig from her head, which they then threw it on the prince's face. Immediately guards came running and arrested the woman. She yelled and kicked around. But Prince Lean gave her no attention, but called for the next candidate on the stage.
    Lean had his head placed on his hand, which probably did not looked plush. He had stopped counting and completely lost track of which number candidate stood on stage. So far he had not decided on a girl. Niobe looked at him again and again for punishing the best candidates from the stage, when he let go without a word. But for him they were all equal. Of course, his bride should be beautiful, but he would have to spend his life with her. When she was only beautiful, what would he talk to her? He waited for at least one to stood out from the crowd. Perhaps by an unusual hobby or a funny story. He had seen enough girls who embroider, dance or could sing. How about one that admitted to fish or who spoke the language of animals? Something out of the ordinary.
    Amphion tapped him on the shoulder. "You look like you would just fall asleep. Should I cast a spell on you, which makes you sleep, even though your eyes are open? "
    The offer was tempting, but Lean still shook his head, grinning. "My mother would then at the latest notice, if I start to snore," he replied, amused.
    "Why do not you choose from at least one? There are so many pretty girls there. To me it would be rather difficult just twelve to choose instead of a hundred. "
    Amphion as a wizard was in a difficult position with women. In addition, he was of slender figure and his brown hair was standing on all sides of his head. The women liked to use his tricks, but also distrusted him. His close friendship to the Prince did not make it get better. The girls tried again and again to put it to use , in order to be closer to the prince. Amphion was fortunately smart enough to see through it.
    "I have to watch every day even for a week, the hordes of girls. If I choose all of them now, I might have no space left for a really interesting candidate "Lean tried to explain to his friend. He did not miss the warning look from his mother to stop immediately. But Lean ignored it.
    "What would a girl need to have, so that you would find her interesting?"
    “She just had to be different
    "A lot of girls were different. Many had a big nose, big ears and another one even had six fingers, " Amphion whispered in amusement.
    " Why don't we switch places and you make the choice for me?"
    "You have to live later with the woman, not me," he replied. "But I could enchant you. Turn your inside out. "
    " It was too early. I can hardly wait for the tests. It will be a pleasure to watch, as the flight takes one after the other "
    "One would think you were going to end up empty-handed."
    Lean was about to say something, but his mother's hand rested firmly on his arm. "Lean, do not you think that Daphne would be an excellent choice?" She said loudly, pointing at the girl who stood on the stage in front of him. He had previously taken no notice of her. She had long blond hair that lay in curls over her shoulders. A pretty face and a good figure. Her dress was in radiant