Lady Mau took a lavish bath, perfumed oils, and flowers are floating on her tub. She prepared a feast for two. Since she could not get into the master's chamber, she decorated her room with aphrodisiac symbols and scents. It was getting dark and the food that was sizzling hot became warm and eventually cold.
If she could just have that magical thing, Isabel had to call his majesty. She was now dressed in a dress that barely covered her luscious body. Mau paced in her room back and forth, unable to settle. She's wondering what took him so long. He's her husband, after all, and had the responsibility to bed her.
The night is now getting colder and her body needed some warmth. The clothing she's wearing could not protect her from cold.
At Prince Amon's mansion. Isabel was being forced to drink milk, blended with some crushed vegetables.
"This is the most disgusting drink I ever had! Blurgh!"
She stuck her tongue out.
"Good job!"
