(Last Part)

The men all rushed to go for the mirror that fell off the mountain but the old man's son stood rooted on the mountain with shaky legs, trembling with fear.
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When one of the men got the sack, he found it empty. The mirror was right beside the old man's son on the mountain. On seeing that, the men realised that there was no way any of them could get the mirror except the old man's son.

The old man's son rode on the horse of one of the princes' horsemen to the palace and tendered the mirror to the king. The king and the rest were unaware of his absence. When they checked the mirror, nothing reflected.

The old man's son touched the mirror and cried. "Sister!"
The mirror glistened as it reflected the young woman. She looked frail despite her beauty. Her eyes were dark. Others were taken over by fear.

"You said it's a lie!" The king...