Aeson Takin looked closely at something gleaming on Gav's left ankle.
'Hmm, looks like it's left behind by the witch!'
He showed himself again to Dara.
'Princess Dara, look at the left ankle of your husband,' he instructed Dara.
'Where?' Dara obeyed. She noticed that there was dull glow. It was colored grey. 'What is it?'
'I think, the old witch put it there!' Aeson Takin replied excitedly.
'What is it exactly?'
'A nail, perhaps?'
'Can I pull it off?'
'Hmm, I'll check it first!' Aeson Takin transformed into a little version of himself before her eyes. 'Watch me!' He penetrated the center of the glow.
"What are you looking at, Dara?" Gav asked curiously. He gazed downwards like she did.
"Uh, nothing. I'm just thinking," Dara improvised.
"About what?"
"About... work!"
"Work," G
