Princess Zahrona waited a great while, to ensure that Prince Huvere had slept, before she made her move.
Earlier on, with her keen eyes, she had noted the directions which the Passinam Crown Prince's Generals had gone, in order to assume their patrol positions.
At her signal, she and her Sisters quietly roused themselves, then quickly slipped out of the tent, into the welcoming darkness.
They took flight, their beautiful garments fluttering rapidly in the night breeze.
No Sooner had they left, than the sleeping Prince snapped his eyes open, and quickly rose up.
Prince Huvere stepped outside the tent, then raised a small glittering token high above his head, with his right hand, summoning his Generals.
The three armor-clad men, immediately flew to their Master, from their vigilant po
