Dantriel went to visit Enora in her chambers. When he entered, she had just finished bathing, and her hair was still damp. Dantriel approached her and said, "You should dry your hair before going to sleep; otherwise, you might get sick."
"Why didn’t you tell me that girl was like Sophia?" Enora asked.
"I didn’t think it was necessary," Dantriel replied calmly.
"Did you know that Sophia’s soul could enter that body?"
"Yes, but Princess Sophia asked me to keep it a secret, so I didn’t mention it."
"They look exactly the same. For a moment, I thought it was Sophia."
"Actually, her hair isn’t blonde. She inherited her father’s red hair, but she must have changed it."
"Why?"
"You hate her father. If you had seen any resemblance to him, you would have treated her even worse."
"I suppose
