(Alnitak)
We fully trust Amaia. The riddle seems tough. I rake my mind but get nothing.
Amaia's cute face is contorted, her cheeks puffed. Concentration makes her forehead abridged. She thinks for a few seconds and then her face lights up as if a realisation has dawned on her.
"The answer is a book," she confidently says.
The cunning, hunched-down woman smiles at her words.
"That's correct."
"Yahhh!" We cheer and I instantly hug her. She beams, leaning into my embrace.
"You can spend the night in my cottage. But must leave at sunrise. May the spring door find you where the leaves turn red." With that, the old woman disappears.
"So proud of you, Amaia," Mintaka holds her from the other side, embracing her.
"Truth be told, I had no idea what the answer was," Rahria says, taking Kacir's arm. "I was thinking of shrubs." She shrugs her shoulders and we laugh.
Kacir pats her head as if saying, "I still love you with all your weirdness."
