In a very short time, Harper had developed a fondness for the little beast she picked up from the Labyrinth Swamp. Because of its purple body hair, she named it Purple. However, the name seemed to have displeased the beast. It disheveled Harper's hair and did not leave her until she changed its name to Patrick. And once it had its way, it continued to poke on her shoulder happily.
Harper's hair was in a complete mess and looked like a bird's nest. Seeing this Diana was no longer upset about being despised by Patrick. The beast did not hesitate to bring its own master to a bad state like this. So it was no big deal that it disliked Diana.
Looking at the terrible state of Harper's hair, Howard suddenly gave her a comb and said, "Take this and comb your hair." Nobody knew where he got it from. Even Harper was surprised the most to find a comb from Howard and in a place like the Labyrinth Swamp.
Harper took the comb and started combing her hair. She combed and combed her hair for a long time but failed to tie it into a bun. Finally, she pulled a silk ribbon from Diana's head and tied her long hair into a ponytail.
"You don't know how to make a bun?" Howard asked raising his brows. He was surprised to see that the brave and invincible Harper, whom he had always known to be an all-round expert could not even tie her hair into a bun! How was it possible that she didn't know the simplest way to tie up the hair? Had she never combed hair for Matthew?
"Hmm," Harper replied as briefly as she could. She was unwilling to talk about the reason why she didn't know how to tie up the hair into a bun. Ever since she came to this world, she could never understand the complicated steps that went into making different hairstyles. Then she got married to Prince Matthew. Though she spent most of her time with Matthew, she always had Forsythia to help her in making different hairstyles. As a result, she never had to tie her hair on her own. Hence, indeed, one thing that the all-round expert Harper did not bother to master was tying her hair into a bun.
"Come, let me tie up your hair," Howard said tenderly like an indulgent brother.
"No, thanks. I am fine with this for the time being," Harper said as she returned the comb to Howard. "It's strange. We haven't met any more poisonous animals on the way," Harper exclaimed, taking a look around the swamp.
Hearing Harper's words, Patrick folded its arms on its chest and lifted its chin to look up into the sky, as if it was trying to say, 'It's all because of my power. You should worship me.' However, much to its dismay, no one noticed its proud gesture. It was a hard blow to Patrick's ego. It threw a few glances at Harper with a lot of expectations. But when it failed to get the slightest mark of acknowledgment from Harper, it turned its butt against her head to vent its dissatisfaction.
"Here we are!" Harper said as she halted and looked ahead with a sparkle in her eyes and a complacent smile on her face. The followers stopped as well and looked at the border that was not very far away. Their eyes reflected the bright daylight that lay right across the border of the swamp. They almost burst into tears of joy. They had stayed in the Labyrinth Swamp for seven days, and during that period they had no water to even take a bath. The stretch of seven days had been so terrifying that at every step, they had the fear of being dead. They had to be alert and vigilant all the time because even one moment of negligence could cost them their life. Now standing close to the exit point of the swamp, they were indeed overjoyed.
"The first thing I will do is take a shower!" Diana remarked.
"Stop having that thought. We still have a lot to do before we can indeed go for a shower!" Harper said as she glanced at Diana. "After stepping out of the swamp, the first thing we need to do is find a way to enter Phoenix City and also go out of it secretly, before the people in the city find us."
"Can we really make it?" Diana believed that it was impossible. She had heard a lot about the guards in Phoenix City who were infamous for being fierce to intruders. And the idea of entering as well as leaving the city without being noticed by anyone was no less than daydreaming.
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