The Garden Room Mirror

The river ran backwards on the day the Queen vanished. Not only did the Queen vanish, the King as well. They weren’t ordinary Royalty, as they ruled on the distant planet of Neptune. Being part sea creatures they lived in an castle made of sea glass along a flowing river that connected to the lucid sea. The river ran through a mote circling the fortress that looped back into the ocean. Mysterious as it was as the inhabitants of the Methane kingdom couldn’t understand what happened to their rulers. They were a young couple that hadn’t yet any children as they were newly elected the responsibility of magistrating over the vast amount of Mer people & sea life that flourished the watery planet. Some of the Mermaids & Mermen were sitting by the river upon river rocks discussing the situation while eating fresh oysters under the morning turquoise sun. It is a strange phenomenon that the flow of the current moves in the opposite direction! The kings scribe Merman said who’s face consisted of feathers & owl limpet shells. I think it might be the the the new mirror of a reflective rock they recently had placed in the garden room. The Mermaid who worked as a seamstress remarked as she combed her long flowing locks. A funny mirror it was, as the outside edges I greased with the oil of Sea turtle wax! The Mermaid who was employed as the Royal chef exclaimed while plucking his old fashioned mustache that curled upwards. Yes yes ! It was ordered to be very shiny, I suggest we all have a closer look at the object to investigate where our beloved Queen & King disappeared to. The Merman who worked as the butler suggested as schools of fish listened in to the conversation. Swimming into the undersea Castle structure the four of them wasted no time. Finding the mirror in the garden they began to look closer. Look there! The eyes of the Queen were holographicly reflecting upon the murid glass. Why does she have so many eyes? The seamstress asked as she touched the cold stone that seemed frozen in time. I’m not sure, but her favorite dish was deviled hairtail as their eyes were a lavish delicacy. The eyes are clearly within this mirrored stone. I suggest that she did indeed vanish right through the stone! The scribes man said while lighting his pipe. The mirrored stone must have opened like a doorway! The butler added. How did it open I wonder, the stone is solid? The four pressed their hands to the stone, searching for a soft spot or trigger that opened the portal. Maybe if we apply heat to the stone it might melt the icy coating. Chef thought for a moment, than suggested moving it to the kitchen where the stove could melt the ice. It’s a nice idea but I don’t think it can be carried down the hall! It’s quite heavy where the bathtub is right next door. The scribe knew too well as he had helped move it from the riverbed where it was found. The servants agreed with the three mermen lifting up the mirror stone while swimming to the bathroom. Placing it into a hot bubbling tub they watched for signs of melting. Good Gracious Who would hang taxidermied sea life in ones bathroom? The seamstress had never seen the bathroom before. There were octopus heads among shark heads, and one giant body of a Marlin that covered the entire back wall of blue green tile. The Chef laughed explaining that the King was quite a hunter as this was his private toilet room. Steam from the tub began to fog the room while a voice in the doorway interrupted the conversation. What in blimey are you mates doing in the Kings bathroom? The fog cleared enough for them to see the tall composite of the Castle maid who wasn’t a mermaid, but a stern swordfish wearing a bonnet and apron. Pardon us my lady, as we loyal servants are only attempting to solve the mystery of the Queens disappearance! The scribes man announced. You see, she vanished we think, right through the mirrored stone recently placed in the garden.. The honest expression of the seamstress told. Turning the hot water off, the fog cleared allowing the maid to view the stone. It now blurred with residue while the scribe touched the glass where his hand slipped through. It has another side! The maid didn’t know what to think of it, her expression revealing a perplexed fang of a tooth that was as sharp as her wit. Go on! Go further.. The Chef coaxed the scribe. I’m afraid of what’s on the other side? What if I can’t come back?? The seamstress who was braver than the men said, I’ll go. Starting with her hands she slowly swam into the mirror. Come back & tell us what you found! The men instructed. I’ll try, were her words as she vanished through the looking glass. The other side was a whole new world never seen before. Clouds existed instead of water. Upon the clouds were fruits growing as far as she could see. It became pleasant to swim on clouds where she could see a large air balloon floating in the pink sky. Floating closer she could see the Queen & king sitting in the balloon basket 🧺 Hoping the balloon would not take sail , she quickly addressed them. My Lord & Queen! Why have you abandoned us who serve in your loyalty? The Queen who was wearing a gown sewn in glittering seagrass by the seamstress sat eating celestial fruits in a carefree manner. Laughing at her actuation she addressed the young maiden. My dear maiden, we have not left having only to escape for the day to eat the fruits this magical mirror has given us. The king replied, you might try some cloud fruit and see why it is so refreshing. He held out a fruit for her to taste. Biting down upon a cloud pineapple the young sewing maiden understood as to why they had retreated. It’s very enjoyable. The fruit made her happy as the world through the mirror seemed surreal like being in a painting. Above by the mirage like image of the balloon flew birds of many colors, as if constructed by the fruit. The air filtered of orange zinger & cherry blossoms. It became difficult to leave the prism of a world that opened as a budding rose, yet she promised to return to inform of what she found. Finding the mirror stone, the girl stepped back through. They were waiting for her she found in the garden conservatory. Time had evolved, while they had fallen asleep in the garden grass. She had brought a basket of fruits for them to sample. When they awoken they were wide eyed onto knowing what lye on the other side. The Chef was convinced onto exploring while he tasted the fruit that grew in the clouds. This is delicious! His face looking peachy at the fascination of it. The mirror was placed back in the garden while each servant took their turn at discovering the cloud world that bore the fruits of a passionate nature.