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Lady in Black (Part 1)

He'd been asking for it!

Luke wanted to have another look at the Turkish Lounge right at the top of the tower. He'd liked that best; chambers straight out of Sindbad's Adventures.

"You should have thought of that earlier," his father said. "They're closing in twenty minutes. We haven't been to the turret yet."
Turret, Oberhofen Castle by the Lake of Thun
The turret did look nice – built out into the water, as it was – but how interesting could that be? In the lounge, there were sitting cushions on which you could hold court like a sultan. Scimitars and Daggers adorned the walls. Lamps of brass and colourful glass, almost like Aladdin's, were hanging from the ceiling.

So Luke had fallen behind when his family was strolling through the Summer-Room in direction of the turret.

He sprinted towards the stairs and climbed storey after storey towards the highest room in the castle keep.

Panting he plonked onto the first sitting cushion and grabbed a book with the Tales of 1001 Nights. The pictures showed princesses in flowing gowns, palaces with slender towers. Bedouins were riding through the desert on dromedaries. On his cushion, Luke was in the thick of it.

How dim the light had become! Luke started. They'd close up in twenty minutes, Father had said. How long had he been sitting here? He listened. Everything was quiet. Luke dropped the book and scurried down the stairs. Not a soul in sight.

Father had often warned him that one day, if he let them wait unnecessarily again, they'd just leave him behind.
(To be continued)