Oh, dear Merlin! Rylee hadn't realized that Stella was so intently lost in staring at the mirror that she had made her jump. Oops. "Sorry! I hadn't meant to frighten you," she replied softly giving the younger lioness a warm comforting smile.

So Stella had been looking at the mirror after all. Upon confirmation of this, Rylee turned her bright blue-gray eyes onto the mirror. What she saw there was absolutely lovely. Chandeliers, golden draperies and such beautifully painted scenes of landscapes. There was no denying it that it was very pretty to look at and even though the young teen knew she was standing in the corridor she couldn't help but look over her shoulder and see if she really was indeed in this room shown in the mirror. She wasn't.

It was like a trick of some sort. One you could only guess how it's done. "It's lovely, isn't it?" She smiled at Stella looking back at the mirror once more. "A dark figure? Where?" Slowly she stepped closer to the mirror. She didn't see any figure anywhere.