CHAPTER VII: ALLEGORY OF A HOAX (1)
The company then met again on the eve of a late evening. Everyone then returned to the great Lady Pam's main room. The fireplace was gently lit, the squares lined up, and the place clean and elaborate. The symphony of peace had returned to the scene. The woman had spent all afternoon in ordering those fallen pillars, and destroyed wood, with the beauty of her magical hands.They all talked about their experiences while dinner was served. In some strange way, everyone was talking now; and all shared their stories, except for the great prince who was still speechless.
“Well, we've all told our story, except for Iram,” exclaims Lady Pam, “do you want to share how it felt to be with the great Elg–
"It was good," exclaims Iram. "Is anyone else going to eat
