The Curse of Windsor Castle

Chapter Six

"Amy, Tamara, wake up!" Rose grabbed Amy's pillow. "Time to get the chair." Amy groaned and just rolled around so her back faced Rose, while Tamara didn't budge. "Amy, come on, the museum closes at five."

"Then we have plenty of time," Amy retorted then buried her face into the bed."

"No we don't!" Rose yanked the blanket off Amy. "It's 4:30!"

"What?" Amy was suddenly wide awake. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"I just woke up a few minutes ago." Rose said.

"Well what are we waiting for? Let's go."

"Uh Amy, you're still in your pyjamas. And Tara isn't awake. We might have to leave her"

"Oh."

After using the loo, Amy met Rose in the lobby. The girls headed to a local shop for a snack. "So," Amy said while eating. "Do you happen to know what the chairs looks like?"

Rose slapped her forehead. "It never occurred to me how we were going to find the chairs."

"Wonderful," Amy muttered. "Now how are we supposed to find the chairs?"

Rose shrugged. "I guess we'll just know what the right chair is."

Amy rolled her eyes. "Great. So we're going have to rely on instinct. And other magic."

"Basically."

After rushing through the meal, Amy and Rose hailed a cab. They arrived at the museum just as the curator was locking up. The curator apologized. "Sorry girls, we're about to close."

"Can we please go in?" Amy pleaded. "My friend and I are doing a report on the Brothers Grimm and we're going to leave Hanau tomorrow."

"Oh, all right," The curator sighed. "But only for a few minutes. I have somewhere to be."

"Of course, ma'am." Rose tried to look as sincere as possible. "Thank you so much."

They ran out of the curator's sight as quickly as possible.

After searching the entire museum, Amy and Rose gave up. "We've searched everywhere, but the chair isn't anywhere." Amy complained.

"Do you think the museum has a cafe?" Rose said.

"Probably, why?"

"I think the chair might be outside," She explained.

After the two girls gained the permission of the curator, they went to the outdoor cafe to check for the "first chair".

Rose assumed that none of the chairs were the one she was looking for until Amy led to the far corner of the cafe, next to the loo. "I found it Rose!"

"What?" Rose frowned. "I don't see it."

"Well, I do." Amy pointed to a chair that Rose would have usually ignored.

"Is that it? That looks so shabby." Rose wrinkled her nose. "Not exactly something you'd expect the great Nuntius Mortis to gift."

Amy raised her eyebrow. "Well, I see a magnificent throne with wonderful jewels!"

Rose stared at her. "Are you pulling my leg?"

Amy grinned. "Maybe, maybe not."

The two girls walked over to the chair. "Well, how do we rescue Luke?" Rose asked.

"I think we are supposed to touch it," Amy whispered.

"Why are you whispering?"

"Why not?"