Nathalie left the Great Bazaar's "Jewellery Shoppe" with a golden nugget and thought to herself:
"So this is all I get for my cell phone? Oooo la la... It's getting dark around here and there's no electricity until two thousands years from now. I'd better find a place to sleep."
She turned her back to the Great Bazaar and let her feet do the walking. It wasn't long until she came upon the same tavern she had fled earlier.
There was no clear difference between the street and the tavern, except that the latter was dark and smelled like a male locker's room after a ball game. The main room was almost empty except for a stern looking woman staring at her from behind the bar with very dark eyes, pale skin, heavy makeup and torched black hair. Maybe a side effect from the local wine? Nathalie walked up to the lady and laid her nugget in front of her:
- Can we talk now?
The lady seized the nugget like a hungry kid at Mc Donalds and grinned:
- Em Hotep stranger! You're no chicken, I like that. It's too late for a female stranger to hang around in a tavern...Let me take you to your room.

The Tavern's main room had been gloomy, the backside was even gloomier and could have won a batless Castle Dracula contest. The lady opened a door and gestured to enter the room:
- This is the only room I have left and I'm sure you'll love it. This oil lamp will last you until the moon comes up so if you need help, squeeze a mouse to contact me.
The lady gave her a strange smile and disappeared quickly, leaving Nathalie to a anxiety attack worth a monday morning. The simple thought that mice were running around made Nathalie's hairs stand straight... despite their fear of being shaved.
Suddenly, a loud and familiar sound pierced the silence: someone was snoaring in the room next to hers.
- This is too much! I don't deserve this!
Whomever had the nerve to add to her current misery was going to get a brutal kick on the head. She left her room with her oil lamp and after a few steps was standing in front of her neighbor: it was the SM guy whom she escaped earlier in the day!
She was so panicked she couldn't keep herself from shrieking like a seagul: he woke up. Like a superhero in a movie trailer, he was up on his feet faster than she could count.. But then, she had always been very bad in maths!
He looked at her, flashed her with a bright smile:
- My Lady! This is a great honor to see you! I have searched the two kingdoms for a woman whose foot could fit into this beauty:


Nathalie recognized her shoe immediately: no wonder her feet had been hurting all day. She put on the missing shoe and grinned:
- This is great! I can walk again! Look: my heels are now at the same height! You must be the Charming Prince!
- I am pnrwt...
- Bless you!!
- I was not sneezing! It's my name and I am not who you think I am but I can take you to whom you don't think I am so you can be who I think you are and I'll be who I am.. I think. Do you think what I think?
This was a bit too complex on Nathalie, she nodded:
- I think I know who you are and you don't think I know who I am... but I am not who you think I am not?!
The man seemed satisfied with her answer:
- You don't belong to a tavern, but to a palace! Pharaoh's palace! I can take you there!
- Any mice out there? I hate mice!
The man whispered:
- Yes.. No mice... because there's this big cat.. the Pharaoh's cat. Take your belongings and meet me in the corridor, we're going there right away!

Nathalie rushed to her bedroom and grabbed her backpack, wishing she hadn't bartered the room against her golden nugget. It was too late for regrets and after all she was carrying so much junk she could easily barter it for a sandwich... or any Egyptian food that had no onions in it. Prnwt led her back to the Tavern's main room that was now filled with a thick and strange smelling smoke that reminded Nathalie of her student days. She breathed in but didn't swallow, then followed her companion outside:
- I wonder where Morticia Adams went?!
Prnwt seemed more puzzled than usual:
- Who?!
Nathalie laughed:
- Forget it! Take me out to the ball game... Oooops.. The Palace, I mean!