Psyche woke to the break of day and eagerly awaited her beloved sisters. Her happiness was overflowing, seeping through her every pore, making her face radiant even more.
As previously done, Zephyrus recalled his queen's command, and somewhat unwillingly enfolded the two older sisters in the bosom of his breeze. Then he set them down on the brilliant garden.
Without hesitation, the sisters at once marched with measured steps into the grandiose palace and embraced their prey.
They cloaked their deeply hidden trickery with joyful expressions and flattered their youngest sister with warm words.
Psyche was clueless of their evil intention and invited the two women inside. As soon as they had rested their feet to recover the weariness of the journey and had steeped their bodies in a steamin
