“That’s all quite normal,” the doctor said, smiling. “How old are you, Dandin?” he asked.
Dandin hesitated for a moment and then said:
“According to your timeline, it’s about two million.”
The doctor coughed and blinked rapidly.
“I’m 17 here,” Dandin smiled.
“Good,” laughed the doctor. “It’s all right. Don’t think there’s anything wrong with you. Love gives us strength. You see,” he pointed to the statue that represented a beautiful woman, “and here once were…” he did not finish and stopped beside the sculpture.
The others caught up with them and looked at each other in bewilderment.
“Hey, that’s the statue we saw when we entered the palace,” David said grudgingly.
“Yes,” Dandin replied calmly and walked over to the large door that led to the center of the palace. “We just walked around our King’s chambers.”
“What?” said Jean-Pierre with a frown. “You took us around in circles for about an hour?”
“It is our tradition,” Dandin smiled, taking hold of the door handle, “to think before we speak.”
Everyone gathered in front of the door. Only Debby stared appreciatively at the statue of the woman near the entrance to the king’s chambers. She lowered her gaze to her feet: they were not touching the ground. The two images combined in Debby’s mind. She smiled to herself and whispered:
“Nika of Samothrace.”
“Debby,” came Jean-Pierre’s voice, “keep up, please.”
The doors opened. Everyone felt a bright light pour in from the inner hall. They squinted, and Dandin and Van lay down on the ground in a deep bow. As Dandin rose, the travelers’ eyes began to adjust to the bright light. Doctor Capri was peering into the chambers, a huge circular hall with a tent in the center of it. Light spread out from the center of the hall in all directions. Yulia began to stare, trying to see what was the source of such bright light.
Dandin stepped forward, inviting the travelers to follow him. Jean-Pierre looked around, studying the surroundings, and after some thought, stepped behind Dandin. His hands involuntarily clenched into fists.
Debby was the last to go, she looked up and saw an inscription above the door in an incomprehensible language. She tried to make it out, but the letters were unfamiliar to her. They reminded her of Arabic script. Suddenly the inscription came to life and the pattern of letters began to change. The inscription turned into an English sentence, “Know thyself and give to others.” Debby turned to draw attention, but realized that everyone was engrossed in a much more surprising sight: the travelers had found the source of light.